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Vo the 

T^ev. George W . Finle}), D. D., 

the honored president of the Board of 'trustees and our revered 

friend, this volume is respectfully dedicated by 

The Mary Baldwin Literary Society 

Ma^rh of Q^rnstnB 

SESSION OF 1907-1908 








Judge J. M. QUARLES, 




Hon. henry ST. GEORGE TUCKER, 


Rev. a. M. ERASER, D. D., 









Rev. a. M. FRASER, D. D., 


©fftr^ra mh (J^mtl^txB 



Rev. a. M. ERASER, D. D., 




Vassar College and Grachiate Student of Columbia University, 



University of Chicago, 



University of Chicago, 



Woman\s College, Baltimore, 



Wellesley College, 






Fraulein ZAIDE von BRIESEN, 



Elmira College, 


N. L, TATE, 



University of Chicago, 


Teacker\i College, Graduate Student of Columbia University, 



Mary Baldwin Seminary, 


Harvard and Chicago, 



Boston School of Expression, 



Dnnsmore Business College, 





Art Student's League of Washington, New York, aiul Paris, 



Professor F. W. HAMER, 
piano, organ, harmony, and history of music 

Professor C. F. W. EISENBERG 

Conservatory of Leipsic, 



Studied with Scharwenka, New York; Jedliczka, Berlin, 


Studied with William H. Sherwood, Chicago, 
Eduard Shinier, Berlin ; I^schetizky, Vienna, 



Studied in London with Alberto Randegger, Alfred Bluvie, and 

George Hen-^chel, 











Graduate St. Ltike's Hospital, 
intendant of infirmary 

Dr. H. H. HENKEL, 




iEbitnrml Inarb 

" Devise wit; hold, pen; for I am for whole volumes in folio." 


Ruth Bradley - . - - Sue Dishman 
Ei^A Heck .... Thalia Gillett 

Katie Newton .... Marie Smith 


Gertrude Garden - - Katherine Street 

Maggie Henderson - - - Mabel Shields 

T^os bleusf lesfemmes savantes! O golden days 
IJ Of salons, courtly poets, ladies wise. 

With myriad ringlets, jeweled robes, and eyes 
Whose glance gave riches of reward or praise! 

Bluestocking dames! Of London now we dream,-- 
Of hoop-skirt times, of good old tea-cup days, 
And gallant Dr. Johnson's ponderous praise, 

With Carter's learning, Burney's wit the theme. 

Bluestocking still, in twentieth century days! 
No courtly poets, gallant pedants now:~ 
Maidens, with fingers cramped and aching brow, 

For M. B. S. would win fresh meed of praise. 



rOMr. Landes, Mr. Caldwell, Mr. Stoddard, Mr. Crowelland 
Mr. Lang, who kindly offered prizes for the best essay, the 
best story, the best verse, the best art work and the best kodak 
picture, respectively, for the Bluestocking of 1908, the Literary Society 
in behalf of the Annual, extends sincere thanks; and also to the 
judges who made the decisions. 

The prizes were awarded as follows: For the best essay, ' 'Of 
Walter Pater" to Miss Katie Newton; the best story, "A Woman's 
Way, ' ' to Miss Viola Cooke; the best verse, ' 'A Pedigree, ' ' to 
Miss Marie Oldham; the best art work, to Miss Katherine Street; the 
best Kodak picture, "Hill Top in Winter, " Miss Helen Harrison. 


Flora Houchins 

PIANO — Hklena Lankfokd 
Margaret Vance 
m a rg a r et w es ie r m an 
Janet Wilson 

ART — Gertrude Garde ,' 




New Jersey 

New York 


West Virginia 

A smiling face. l)riglit, merry eyes, 
Wherein a world ot sunshine lies: 
Capricious Ruth, our studious friend, 
Mav every joy thy path attend! 

" Mv mind to me a kingdom is; 

Such present joys therein I find. 
That it excels all other bliss 

That earth affords or grows bv kind." 

" As sweet and musiciil 
As l)ii<r|it Apollo's lute, striinir witli his hair: 
And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods 
Makes hearers drowsv vvitii the harmony." 

" Tne liglit of love, the purity of grace. 

The mind, the music breathing fioni her fiice; 
The heart whose softness harmonized the whole. 
And, oh, that eve was in itself a soul!" 

■' The soul of niiisic sluiuVu'rs in llic slifll 
Till waked and kintlled hy the master's spell; 
And feeliiifr hearts, touch them but lightly, pour 
A thousand melodies unheard before!" 

" III framinff an artist, art hath thus decreed: 
To mike some s^ood, but others to exceed." 

Mnvrj lal&mtn IGit^mrg i^nrirtg 


Margaret Vance 


Gertrude Garden Lucie Lamb 


Katie Newton 

Anne Lebby 

The Mary Baldwin Miscellany The Bluestocking 

Chapter Delta 
Gertrude Garden, Regent 
Ruth Bradley 
Mary Carpenter 
Viola Cooke 
Helen Campbell 
Ruth DuflFey 
Mary Ellen Den ham 
Sue Dishman 
Corinna Gant 
Lilian Harrison 
Margaret Fisk 
Ruth Dabney 
Mabel Hardenbrook 
Mary Belle Hobson 
Claudia Collier 
Fannie Lacy 
Dorothy Overman 
Matilda Omwake 
Margaret Peale 
Sue Philips 
Cecilia Payne 
Mabel Shields 
Margaret Terrell 
Dorothy Skinker 
Evelyn Tredway 
Margaret Vance 
Mary Chalmers 
Charlotte Bosler 
Grace May 
Louise Priddie 
Mary Miller 
Margaret Yocom 

Chapter Sigma 
Lucie Lamb, Regent 
Anna Apgar 
Mary Boyd Ayer 
Electa de Pugh 
Martha Folk 
Emily Gilkeson 
Thalia Gillett 
Mary Grattan 
Martha Grier 
Isabel Grinnan 
Pauline Greider 
Helen Harrison 
Elsa Heck 
Victoria Kinnier 
Anne Lebby 
Mary Linn 
Spottswood Le Moine 
Nellie McCluer 
Katie Newton 
Lilla Nichols 
Sara Nichols 
Helen Nix 
Emily Puller 
Hester Riddle 
Laura Smith 
Marie Smith 
Rachel Speck, 
Katharine Street 
Annie Tillery 
Pauline Thornton 
Viola Young 

The Mary Baldwin Miscellany 

Vol. X Staunton, Va., March, 1908 No. 2 



MABEL SHIELDS, Business Manager 

MAGGIE HENDERSON, Assistant Business Manager 

Evening Twilight 

Out on my lap I spread them, 

My treasures of the past ; 
Though the thrill of joy has left me. 

Their memories sweet still last. 

A little faded rosebud, 

A note, and a knot of blue 
Bring back again the hours, dear. 

That I have passed with you. 

Oh, let my truant fancy 

To the by -gone years return ; 
As I sit here with ray treasures. 

Let the torch of memory burn. 

Let me dream the old dreams over 
By the firelight's flickering glow. 

With a heart still fondly beating 
For the days of the long age. 

— Mary Geattan. 


Miss Brewster 

Mary Boyd Ayer 
Dorothy Armstrong 
Kate Anthony 
Katharine Abbey 
Mary Barr 
Nellie Bowdoin 
Florence Byers 
Berenice Barco 
Helen Campbell 
Nannie Copeland 
Mary Cantelou 
Claudia Collier 
Alma Connell 
Carrie Crackel 
Mary Carpenter 
Sara Davis 
Catharine Downer 
Marie Easley 
Islay Eddins 
Mabelle Eaves 
Margaret Fisk 
Claudia Eraser 
Gertrude Garden 
Dorothy Graves 

mn Ollub 


Mary G rattan 
Elizabeth Going 
Nannie Henshaw 
Mabel Hardenbrook 
Maud Harris 
Helen Harrison 
Lilian Harrison 
Maggie Henderson 
Beaumont Hazzard 
Susie Jackson 
Victoria Kinnier 
Bessie Kelly 
Agnes Lambert 
Ruth La Velle 
Gertrude Linnell 
Josephine Le Master 
Anne Lebby 
Dorothy Lewis 
Mary Linn 
Katie Leftwich 
Lucie Lamb 
Eloise Morrison 
Dorothy Morrison 
Katie Newton 


Miss Mets 

Sara Nichols 
Edna Noel 
Sibert Noon 
Rebecca Plowden 
Cecilia Payne 
Marian Sherwood 
Katharine Street 
Rachel Speck 
Anne Steele 
Anita Saffell 
Virginia de Steiguer 
Mabel Shields 
Elizabeth Shepherd 
Mary Thompson 
Dorothy Turner 
Annie Thom 
Elizabeth Timber lake 
Margaret Vance 
Mary Woods 
Ruth Wiebel 
Josephine Willis 
Mrs. Zirkle 
Thalia Gillett 

S^lta ^i^ma pi|t i>0rontg 

i^lta Bi^mn f Iji 

•* Nell B. Carrington South Boston, Virginia 

= Ernestine A. Cutts Savannah, Georgia 

'° Electa C. de Pugh New York, New York 

= Pauline A. Greider East Orange, New Jersey 

" Lilian G, Harrison Martinsburg, West Virginia 

^ Alice J. Hazzard Georgetown, South Carolina 

^ Beaumont Hazzard Georgetown, South Carolina 

« Elsa G. Heck East Orange, New Jersey 

Mary L. Hull Augusta, Georgia 

3 Helen D. Nix New York, New York 

' Helen A. Pole Lorain, Ohio 

' Anne W. Sailor Pittsburg, Pennsylvania 

Lucy B. Bowles Mary L. Hutcheson 

Alplja i^tgma Alplja 

(Founded 1901 at Farmville, Virginia) 

iplta Qltjatrtpr 


Crimson and Silver Carnation 


« Claudia Celeste Collier New York 

* Mary Fenelon Chalmers Virginia 

8 Elizabeth Pryor Going Alabama 

5 Mary Belle Hobson Kentucky 

* Anne Elizabeth Lebby South Carolina 

» Virginia Lee Miller Virginia 

» Lilla Dale Niehols Georgia 

"> Sara Lamb Nichols Georgia 

' Cecilia Payne Alabama 

Emily Miller Puller Virginia 

' Margaret Vance New Jersey 

Alplja if Ita pifi 

diamma Ctfaptrr 

(Founded at Wesleyan College, Macon, Georgia, 1851) 


Blue and White Violet 

* Anna Marie Apgar Trenton, New Jersey 

' Marie Darling Easley South Boston, Virginia 

" Mary Throckmorton Hover . Denver, Colorado 

* Bessie Williams Kelly Norfolk, Virginia 

* Lucie Winder Lamb Norfolk, Virginia 

Margaret Josephine Le Master Memphis, Tennessee 

' Mary Spottswood Le Moine Petersburg, Virginia 

' Mary Katharine Linn Salisbury, North Carolina 

* Nellie Coalter McCluer Bon Air, Virginia 

"* Elizabeth Poston Shepherd Memphis, Tennessee 

* Kate Earle Terrell Birmingham, Alabama 

' Margaret Steele Terrell Birmingham, Alabama 

'* Mary Josephine Willis Shelby ville, Kentucky 


Evelyn Todd Shelby ville, Kentucky 

ALPHA — Wesleyan College, Macon, Georgia 

BETA — Winston-Salem, Winston-Salem, North Carolina 

GAMMA — Mary Baldwin, Staunton, Virginia 

DELTA — University of Texas, Austin, Texas 

EPSILON — University of Tulane, New Orleans, Louisiana 

ZETA — Southwestern University, Georgetown, Texas 

ETA — University of Alabama, Tuscaloosa, Alabama 


. by** 

cd. (§. i. 






Elsa G. 



Anna Apgar 

Bessie Kelly 

Nell Carrington 

Lucie W. Lamb 

Ernestine Cutts 

Spottswood Le Moine 

Electa de Pugh 

Nellie McCluer 

Marie Easley 

Helen D. Nix 

Pauline Greider 

Helen Pole 

Lilian G. Harrison 

Anne Sailor 

Elsa G, Heck 

Kate Earle Terrell 

Alice Hazzard 

Margaret Terrell 

Beaumont Hazzard 

Lillian Thurman 

Mary L. Hull 

La Dusca Welling 

z. ®. z. 

" Do unto others, for they'd like to do you; but do them first." 


Red and Black American Beauty 

Lucie Winder Lamb 


Anna Apgar, New Jersey 
Mary Chalmers, Virginia 
Claudia Collier, New York 
Mary Ellen Denham, Florida 
Marie Easley, Virginia 
Gertrude Garden, West Virginia 
Thalia Gillett, Texas 
Elizabeth Going, Alabama 
Mary Belle Hobson, Kentucky 
Mary Hover, Colorado 
Mary Hughes, North Carolina 
Bessie Kelly, Virginia 
Lucie Lamb, Virginia 
Anne Lebby, South Carolina 
Josephine LeMaster, Tennessee 
Spotswood LeMoine, Virginia 

Dorothy Lewis, Colorado 
Mary Linn, North Carolina 
Nellie McCluer, Virginia 
Mary McFaden, Virginia 
Virginia Miller, Virginia 
Lilla Nichols, Georgia 
Sara Nichols, Georgia 
Elizabeth Shepherd, Tennessee 
Rachel Speck, Virginia 
Cecilia Payne, Alabama 
Emily Puller, Virginia 
Kate Earle Terrell, Alabama 
Margaret Terrell, Alabama 
Margaret Vance, New Jersey 
Gladys Walker, Virginia 
Josephine Willis, Kentucky 

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Grey and White 


•' Up all Night." 

Moon Flower 

" Erney " Cutts 

" Lil " Harrison 

" Beau " 

Hazzard " Buzzard ' 

' Hazzard 

"El" Heck 

" Kid " HuU 



Black Cat 


Green and Black Cattail 


Elizabeth Going Alabama 

Anne Lebby South Carolina 

Josephine Le Master Tennessee 

Mary Linn North Carolina 

Lilla Nichols Georgia 

Sara Nichols Georgia 

Emily Puller Virginia 

Elizabeth Shepherd Tennessee 

Rachel Speck Virginia 

Evelyn Todd Kentucky 

Josephine Willis Kentucky 

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Black and White Night Blooming Cereus 

Gertrude Garden 


' Mary Ellen Denham Florida 

* Gertrude Garden West Virginia 

« Thalia Gillett Texas 

* Matilda Omwake Pennsylvania 

' Susan Philips Pennsylvania 

* Rachel M. Speck Virginia 


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Mary " Linn " 
" Maggie " Terrell 
" Miss Anne" Apgar 
" Joe " Le Master 
Lucie " Lamb " 


" Spots " Le Moine 
Marie " Easley " 
" Spry " Willis 
" Lazy " Shepherd 
" Nelle " McCluer 
" Earl " Terrell 
" Mike " Kelly 
Mary " Hover" 


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" Erney " Cutts 
" Spry " Willis 

" Mike " Kelly 
" Smear " Greider 
" Sorry " Nichols 

" Beau " Hazzard 
" Earl " of Terrell 
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Lavender, Orange, Crimson, Koral 






(H^nnia OIlub 

Mary Linn 
Dorothy Lewis 
Janie Lipscomb 
Catherine Markell 
Martha Newton 

Lilla Nichols 
Helen Nix 
Sue Philips 
Helen Pole 
Elizabeth Shepherd 

Ruth Bradley 
Mercedes Brown 
Nell Carrington 
Mary Chalmers 
Claudia Collier 
Louise Crittenden 
Mary B. Crittenden 
Mary E. Denham 
Elinor Donaghy 
Marie Easley 
Gertrude Garden 
Thalia Gillett 
Lilian Harrison 
Frances Headley 
Mary Hughes 
Lucile Hull 
Mary M. Jones 
Bessie Kelly 
Fannie Lacy 
Lucie Lamb 
Anne Lebby 
Mary Staley 
Martha Steele 
Kate Terrell 
Margaret Terrell 
Florence Townsend 
Edith Wright 


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Gertrude Garden 
Lucie Lamb 

Anna Apgar 
Nell Carrington 
Mary Chalmers 
Louise Crittenden 
Marguerite Crittenden 
Mary Belle Crittenden 
Ernestine Cutts 
Electa de Pugh 
Mary Ellen Denham 
Elinor Donaghy 
Marie Easley 
Gertrude Garden 
Thalia Gillett 
Pauline Greider 
Elizabeth Going 
Dorothy Graves 
Alice Hazzard 
Beaumont Hazzard 
Maude Harris 
Lilian Harrison 


Elsa Heck 
Mary Belle Hobson 
Mary Hover 
Mary Hull 
Mary Hughes 
Bessie Kelly 
Lucie Lamb 
Anne Lebby 
Josephine Le Master 
Spottswood Le Moine 
Dorothy Lewis 
Mary Linn 
Catherine Markell 
Nelle McCluer 
Virginia Miller 
Helen Nix 
Lilla Nichols 
Sara Nichols 
Marie Oldham 
Dorothy Overman 

Secretary and Treasurer 

Matilda Omwake 
May Priddy 
Helen Pole 
Emily Puller 
Cecilia Payne 
Ruth Rankin 
Hester Riddle 
Marion Sherwood 
Anne Sailor 
Elizabeth Shepherd 
Katherine Street 
Mary Staley 
Kate Earle Terrell 
Margaret Terrell 
Lillian Thurman 
Margaret Vance 
Josephine Willis 
La Dusca Welling 
Edith Wright 
Irene Whiteside 

iHarg ii^airtuttu ^rmiitary (§rd)rBlm 

Director — Mr. Beardsworth 


H.utz Hoirell Berenice Barco Ruth Duffy Claudia Fraser Evelvn Myers 

Lilla Nicliols Pauline Greider 

Agnes Agee 

Ernestine Ciitts 

Evelyn Treadway 

Mary Staley 

Mr. Beardsworth 

Marv Hover 

Jnr Auli ICang B^^nt 

OST of us are 
fa i r 1 y familiar 
with the cata- 
logue o f Mary 
Baldwin S e m i - 
nary in its pres- 
ent attractive 
form. How many, 
I wonder, have 
ever discovered in the Library, that 
unique little pamphlet of 1844, which 
contains the first catalogue, safely sand- 
wiched in between a formidable Dis- 
course on Prelacy, and the Addi-ess on 
the Laying of the Corner-stone of our 
Main Building. The tiny book meas- 
ures scarcely six by four inches, and the 
title, here reproduced, is modestly 
printed on the back of the cheap paper cover of good old Presb}i;erian ( ? ) 
blue. Within, "Subscribers to Mr. Smith's sermon are informed that 
the following Exhibit of the Augusta Female Seminary, with the 
Address, is appended simply for the pui-pose of giving it a wide gratuitous 
circulation. The price of the sermon (12 1-2 cents ) is the only charge 
made to them." 

When we discover that the name of each pupil is accompanied 
by her list of classes, abbreviated thus, — " R — Reading, W — Writing, 
S — Spelling," we ai-e enabled to unravel the mysteries of Miss Bald- 
win's course of studies, given among others on the following page. 


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Inspired to further research, we learn that the Augusta Female 
Seminary was started at the instance of the Rev. Rufus W. Bailey, a 
native of Maine. The school was opened during the fall of 1842, in 
the upper rooms of a frame house on the corner of New Street and 

Court-House Alley, and later removed to the north side of Green- 
ville Alley. Pupils from out of town found homes in private families, 
'* Where the social and domestic hahits may be cultivated througli 
the whole course cf education." The whole expense of board and 
tuition for the Academic year was one hundred dollars for the Liter- 
ary coiu'se, one himdred and thirty dollars for the higher comse; 
*' Contingencies to each pupil tifty cents! " So successful did the enter- 
prise prove that ways and means were soon devised whereby a suitable 
school building could be erected. The place chosen was between 
New Street and the Presbyterian Church, then a most unsightly brick- 
yard, but after its purchase, made beautiful by the efforts of the 
congregation, who had it enclosed, graded and planted with trees. 

On June fourteenth, IHii, two years from the humble begin- 
nings in the upper room, the cornei'-stone of the first building of the 
Seminary was laid with fitting ceremonies. In this stone were 
deposited a large copper plate inscribed with the names of the trus- 
tees, officers and pupils, and a Bible enclosed in oil-skin, with the 
superscription, " The only Rule of Faith and the first text-book of the 
Augusta Female Seminary." The addi'ess of the day, made by the 
Rev. B. M. Smith, Pastor of Tinkling Spring Church was issued by 
Mr. Bailey with the little original catalogue described above, of 
which the copy in our library is, so far as known, the only remaining 
specimen. The first building was the centi'al part of what we now 
know as Main Building, with its portico and columns. The second 
floor was the school-room, the first floor being set apart as a chui'ch 

The closing exercises of the school were held on the twenty-eighth 
and twenty-ninth of this same month, and were witnessed by a lai'ge 
assemblage. During this year the school numbered sixty pupils, 
among them, as has been noted. Miss Mary Julia Baldwin. 

Another curious relic of these early days, still to be seen in the 
Seminary, is a nine inch square of soft fringing white satin, worn and 
yellow with age, bearing the following inscription: 


•':'""/:! ■' A.i..r.anti£an93j)i)robrt>fc?,^>!0 rrn^"' 


When the school year lasted from the first Monday of September 
to the end of June, absolutely without vacation, a " credential " 
might justly emphasize " amiable and correct deportment!" 

Mr. Bailey's resignation in 184!), was followed by a succession of 
five principals, all men, until 1863 when Miss Mary Julia Baldwin 
and Miss Agnes R. McClung were elected principals, the former with 
full authority over the school and the appointment of teachers, the 
latter with charge of the boarding department. 

May I quote concerning Miss Baldwin from the history of the 
Seminary by Joseph A. Waddell? 

" Miss Baldwin was reared in Staunton and was highly esteemed 
for her mental culture and spirit of benevolence. Previous to the 
war, there were no public free schools in Staunton, and her feelings 
were enlisted in behalf of the many poor children growing up without 
an education. Having a small patrimony, furnishing her some 
means, she rented a school-room, and inducing several women to 
assist her, she opened a charity school. . . . She stated that, if 
she sui-vived her grandmother with whom she lived, her purpose 
would be to open a school for girls, and devote herself to teaching, 
not merely as a means of support, but of leading a useful life. Her 
grandmother died early in the year 1862, and she then began a 
private school in rented premises. . . . While she was an infant, 
one side of her face was smitten with paralysis and sadly marred. As 
she grew up to womanhood, she was not unconscious of the disfigura- 
tion, and was often wounded at the discovery that strangers were 
gazing at her ' with eyes of curiosity.' But it did not cause her to 
become misanthropic or to shrink into retirement. She had duties 
to God and her fellow-creatures to discharge, and in spite of all 
embarrassments, she bravely sought to discharge them. At home, 
among her familiar friends, the disfiguration of her face was hardly 
thought of, . . . no woman in the community was more admired 
and loved." Such was the woman who came from her little private 
school, to mould the Seminary, which to-day proudly bears her name. 

Miss Baldwin loved pets of all kinds, and her "Happy Family," 
as she called them, were fortunate in the love and tender care of their 
mistress. The trills and carolings of twenty birds in a large circular 
cage on the front porch, could be heard far down the street, while the 
warblings of other birds in smaller cages in the office hall, lent a 
happy and contented note to the surroundings. Besides these song- 
sters, there were two magpies, a red bird and three parrots. Two of 
the parrots were Miss Baldwin's special favorites; one, the green 

parrot, was called Polly Baldwin. The grey parrot was always taken 
to dinner, and perched on the back of Miss Baldwin's chair during 
the meal. Two dogs also claimed their share of attention; one of 
them, Beauty, being her devoted and constant attendant. 

The quaint, old-fashioned garden with its terraces, two fountains, 
and beds of flowers, especially the tulip bed, was Miss Baldwin's 
delight and pride, and under her supervision, kept in irreproachable 
condition. Among this wealth of flowers, the fernery, the stumpery, 
the rockery and the shellery, had their due share of attention. 

A familiar figure at the Seminary in the old days, was " Uncle 
Ches," — stooped with age, but with smiling ebon face framed in 
snowy hair. " Uncle Ches " was proud that he could serve " Miss 
Julia," even as he had served with loyal devotion her father and 
mother, and nowhere could he have found in his declining years more 
tender care than he received at the hand of Miss Baldwin. One of 
his few daily tasks was the carrying of the mail. It was his delight 
to have the girls crowd around him to see what mail he had on his 
return from the office, and in response to their inquiry, " Is it a very 
full mail, Uncle Ches?" he would always reply, "Pretty full mail, 
marm," whether the basket on his arm bore fifty letters or two. 
Before his death, he became very feeble and childish, and it required 
much tact and care on the part of Miss Baldwin to manage him. 

Among the many stories which the " old girls " of those early 
days love to tell, is that of the alarm clock which Miss Baldwin 
bought to waken some one who wanted to take the four-thirty train 
the next morning. After making her purchase, which was carefully 
set by the obliging jeweler. Miss Baldwin returned to the Seminary 
in time for prayer-meeting, then held in the afternoon in the First 
Presbyterian Church — our present chapel. Suddenly the reverent 
quiet of the service was broken by a loud " Bur-er-r-a-ting-a-ling-a- 
ling! " from Miss Baldwin's corner. Surprise, amusement, suppressed 

titters followed the pei-sistent " Ting-a-ling-a-ling." The little alarm 
had gone off sooner than had been expected. 

One wintry day found a little old woman seemingly stooped 
under the burden of years, heavily veiled and dressed in rusty black, 
waiting in the parlors of the Seminaiy for Miss Baldwin. So small 
was she that her feet were scarce able to touch the floor, and her 
hands, folded in patient submission, led one to think, although her 
face could not be seen, that her life had known its share of sorrow. 
To Miss Baldwin's pleasant greeting and inquiry as to what she could 
do for her, the little lady expressed a desire to be shown over the 
Seminaiy, and especially the Art Gallery, for as a girl she had been 
much interested in drawing and painting, and she was anxious to 
see " what the girls now-a-days were doing." Together they went 
from room to room, and soon were climbing the steep stairs to the 
Art Gallery. Here Miss Baldwin took her companion's arm, and 
helped her slowly and carefully up the stairway, pausing every few 
steps for breath, fearful lest she should go too fast for the comfort 
of her aged guest. After a thorough inspection of the Art Rooms, 
with many expressions of appreciation on the part of the little lady, 
the two returned to the parlors. Hardly were they seated, when, 
presto! the veil was thrown back, and a bright voice, in strong 
contrast to the little quavering tone of a few moments ago, said, "I 
fooled you this time, Miss Baldwin! " Surely enough, the little old 
lady was one of the girls, " fixed for the occasion," and especially 
great was Miss Baldwin's enjoyment of the joke, when she remem- 
bered the tender solicitude with which she had assisted her visitor to 
the Art Gallery. 

For the following glimpse of the Seminary in war times, I am 
indebted to an article by Miss Gussie Bumgardner, published in the 
Augusta Female Seminary Annual for 1893. As we of the present 
time pore over the conjugation of amo, amas, amat, and the proper- 

ties of X, y, z, our minds free from care and excitement, we can scarce 
realize the anxious flutterings of the school girl hearts in the days of 
'62. In the fall of '62, Miss Baldwin opened school with thirty board- 
ers and one hundred and twenty day pupils. How should they be 
provided for when flour cost twenty-five dollars a barrel, with other 
things in like proportion? At the beginning of the session, there was 
an abundance of every thing to eat — kind friends had aided Miss 
Baldwin in her efforts to obtain the winter supplies — the question 
then was, "How could these things be kept?" 

In the war days, Staunton was a centre for army supplies, and 
therefore filled at nearly all times with the wearers of the blue and 
the grey. The contents of every larder must needs be well secured. 
Miss Baldwin had procured forty barrels of flour, but where could she 
put them? A quick-witted school-girl solved the puzzle. A few 
hours' labor, and the barrels of flour were no longer visible, while 
each room boasted a pretty round dressing table, in dainty draperies! 
But even with this stratagem, there were not enough rooms to con- 
tain all the barrels, so the remaining flour was sewed up in a tick, 
and made to serve duty as a bed. On hearing that the blue-coats 
were near, "the thinnest girl in school, — and it is said that she was 
the only thin one, — chalked her cheeks to a ghastly white and got 
into the bed of flour." During the usual search made by the Federal 
officers, Miss Baldwin opened the door of the darkened room, when 
suddenly a ghostly figure rose up in the bed, as if wakened from 
sleep. The startled officer backed out of the room with a mur- 
mured apology for disturbing a girl so ill. Needless to say, the flour 
was saved, for the dainty " dressers " aroused no suspicion. 

Many hands made quick work at the wood-pile, whenever that 
dread cry, "The Yankees, the Yankees!" was heard. At the sound, 
every occupation, no matter how important, was dropped, and a grand 
rush was made for the wood-pile. Two girls would seize upon a log of 

wood, an end on each shoulder, and off they'd go to deposit it in the 
dark and hidden precincts of the cellar. 

At another time, when the Federals were in town, the girls hid 
the hams in all the available places in the school-room. The stoves 
were filled, and then a ham was placed in each desk. All was done 
just in the nick of time, for each girl had hardly snatched a book and 
settled herself at her desk, when the searching party entered. They 
saw only a very studious company of girls, surprisingly indifferent to 
their presence. What would they have thought had they discovered 
that many of the books were upside down? A casual glance sufficed, 
and as the party left the room, one of the men said that the girls 
didn't seem much afraid. Whereupon a saucy Miss, who overheard 
the i-emark, replied, "What's in you to be afraid of?" 

The girls' efforts, however, were sometimes disastrous, as, for 
instance, when some of them attempted to roll a barrel of sorghum 
up the dining-room stairs, and the head came out of the barrel. " They 
had this consolation, however, — ii they could not eat that sorghum, 
neither could 'the Yankees.'" 

During all this time, the haven of refuge for the girls was 
"Grandmother's room." "Grandmother" was Miss McClung's 
mother, who made her home at the Seminary. Whenever the " blue- 
coats " were in town sometimes as many as thirty girls could be found 
here. "Grandmother" would have her hands full soothing their 
fears, and here they would stay until perchance Jackson and his 
gallant soldiers would come marching up the Valley; when away 
would go the "blue-coats." Then what times followed as the girls 
practiced for the soiree that was always given for our own soldiers, 
and how their fluttering hearts beat upon the entrance of the gallant 
lads in grey. 

No one in telling stories of those exciting times ever forgets the 
cow or the cats. Only one cow was left to the Seminary, and what 

times the girls had keeping her from falling into the wrong hands! 
Stratagems worthy of a great general were devised, for well they 
knew that if this one precious cow was lost, their scanty allowance of 
butter once a day would be gone. The cats wei"e the mistaken gift 
of a kind friend. One day, while the girls were engrossed with their 
lessons, a small darkey appeared in the doorway carrying a large sack 
and announcing, as they thought, that his inistress had sent Miss 
Baldwin some "cakes." To the consternation of all, when the bag 
was opened, cats of all sizes and colors scrambled out. The friend 
had heard that the Seminary was infested with mice, and had thought 
to do a service by sending the cats to the rescue. Provisions were 
too precious, however, to take in so many new boarders, so the cats 
were returned to the giver with thanks. 

Sunshine and shadow marked that school year; but with a never- 
failing fund of cheerfulness, the girls bore every shadow, every depri- 
vation, and seemed to enjoy on that account every little diversion 
three-fold. What cared they if butter and gravy never appeared at 
the same meal, or if they had to drink coffee made from rye and 
sweetened with sorghum? What cared they if there were no two 
dishes alike at the dinner-table, a cut-glass goblet beside a china mug? 

The close of the war meant a great loss to the Seminary — all 
that remained was a large amount of Confederate money, now 
"worthless," a few articles of second-hand furniture, and several 
musical instruments. Some necessary articles were procured from 
Baltimore on credit, and as means came in, equipment was gradually 

As we look at our Seminary, now so peaceful in its setting of 
green lawn, and think of the troubled days of the past, as we 
compare the equipment of to-day with the few advantages so highly 
prized by our mothers, we can but wonder if we realize what we have 
to be thankful for. 

Mabel Leonore Hardenbrook. 

Wf Walter ptpr 

OWARD the middle of the nineteenth cen- 
tury, English literature had been and was 
^ill being enriched by many new ideas and 
many new ways of expressing them. It was 
only natural that the great reading public 
should not wholly appreciate the beauties 
and the originalities of these new writers 
nor detect their faults, which were often 
as great as their merits. Because of this 
fa6t, there sprang up a group of men who 
wrote what they called creative criticism — that is, criticism which 
was an art in itself and which served as eyes to those who were less 
keen of perception. 

The representative of this group of writers who did mo^ in per- 
fedling the art of criticism was Walter Pater. During his life-time, 
no one paid much attention to his work and it was not until his 
death, in 1892, that his writings began to be fully appreciated. His 
life was that led by hundreds of other English indents. With the 
exception of several trips to the continent, the greater part of his 
fifty -two years was passed away in quiet, scholarly seclusion at Oxford. 
There he spent his time reading and thinking — and then writing 
out the result of his reading and thinking. His few friends felt that 
they knew really nothing about the true chara6ler of the man, and it 
can be learned only from his books. 

In " The Child in the House," one can readily see that Pater is 
describing his own childhood, and can recognize the influences which 
moulded his sensitive, beauty-loving soul. His artiSlic qualities are 

explained by the fa6l that he was descended from Watteau, the old 
court-painter; but Watteau himself could not have made us see more 
clearly than Pater makes us see the house where he spent his child- 
hood, — a dignified old house of red brick " with a noticeable trimness 
and comely whiteness about everything there, and a garden bright all 
summer-time with golden rod, and brown and golden wallflower." 
From the roof he could see the spires of the great city, above which 
hung a heavy, rolling cloud of smoke, which the child loved to watch 
because of the crimson and white lights shining through it. The 
influence of this house increased his love for beauty, dignity, grace — 
for all that was comely. Perfe6lly happy in his sense of harmony 
between his soul and his physical sun*oundings, he enjoyed his child- 
hood to the fulled. "Sensibility — the desire of physical beauty — a 
iStrange biblical awe, which made any reference to the unseen a6l on 
him like solemn music — these qualities the child took away with 
him, when at about the age of twelve years, he left the old house." 
His school and college days Pater describes in " Emerald Uthwart," 
but in this one does not get as clear an insight into his soul as in 
"The Child in the House." 

Pater's ^yle is so easy, his method of expression so perfedl, that 
it seems to have come naturally to him. This, however, was not the 
case, for although nature had given him a mind filled with beautiful 
thoughts, it was only by hard work that he learned to express them 
so well. In his essay on " Style " he tells how this was accomplished. 
Fir^, there is but one word which can express the idea he has in 
mind, and this word he always finds by diligent searching through his 
large and well-assorted vocabulary. With racy Saxon monosyllables 
he mixes long, dignified Latin words; he restores the fine edge to 
many unused words, for in his eyes a word is a wonderful thing — 
carrying latent color and imagery to his faiftidious scholarship. 
"Words," says he, "are color and light and shade, through one's 

living in the full sense of them." There was mind in Pater's 
iStyle, not mere mechanism. He thought clearly, logically; there- 
fore his sentences, paragraphs and whole essays are compact and 
forceful. Only the exa6t words are used — not one too many or too 
few — to make the reader see and think as Pater does. Sometimes this 
very perfection makes the ^yle a bit monotonous. It spoils the 
reader, too; for after reading Pater he feels some trouble in under- 
ending a writer less clear and logical. 

The soul in Walter Pater keeps him from giving too little 
thought and attention to the idea, and too much to his method of 
expression. His moft noticeable quality is his love — almo^ worship 
— of beauty, whether of color, form, perfume or sound. He was 
always on the alert for anji;hing which pleased the senses. Now we 
can see the effedl of his childhood days spent in the old house: there 
he fir^ experienced a passionateness in his relation to fair outward 
objects; there fir^ he noticed the perfe6t nicety of the workings of 
nature and of the human mind; there fir^ came to him the desire to 
give men " fairer roses." 

This desire became the objedl of his life. To carry it out he gave 
especial ^udy to the great painters and to the poets of his time. The 
result of his ^udy of art he wrote in the " Renaissance." With a 
wonderful insight into human nature, an appreciative sympathy and 
a perfect knowledge of article technicalities, he makes men see 
" fairer roses " than ever the artist painted. He does the same thing 
for modern English poets in his " Appreciations." 

Some writers have made the statement that Pater is merely 
sensuous, that he cares only for beauty, not for truth or depth of 
thought. But is not "beauty truth, and truth beauty?" "Beauty," 
says Pater, " runs along fineness of truth." He had no great truth to 
reveal to men, no great thought to let them share, nor great inven- 
tion to help lighten their burdens. Such as he had, he willingly 

gave, — a clear insight into men's minds and into the workings of 
nature, a full and perfedt appreciation of whatever is beautiful and 
true. Having given all the richness of his soul, "though dead, he 
yet speaketh." 

Katie Monroe Newton. 

(§nv Alma MuUx 

(Tune — Auld Lang Syne.) 

Should Baldwin schooldays be forgot 
And never brought to mind ? 
We'll take a peep at kodak views 
Of days of auld lang syne. 


We'll make the hillsides ring again. 
We'll sing thy lasting praise; 
And then we'll give a hearty cheer 
For dear old Baldwin days. 

Then here's a note to ring alway 
In prose, in song, in rhyme. 
We'll sing, our Alma Mater dear, 
Of M. B. S. schooltime. 

— Annie Tillery. 

A Woman a Hag 

ETTY, Betty, how could you?" groaned the 
man, his head between his hands, his broad 
shoulders shaken with deep voiceless sobs. 
Through the open door the wind blew 
cooler, chilling both the room and the man; 
but he felt it not. Beyond the high moun- 
tains, the fierce red of the autumn sky 
stretched itself out into a pink-hued gold, 
that soon lost all of its warmth of coloring 
in the tender folds of soft lavender mists. 
And the mists put forth thousands of little, unseen hands, and slowly 
drew over their delicate forms the rich, sheltering purple mantle of 
night. One by one the mountain flowers nodded their pretty heads; 
one by one the mountain birds sought their snug, feather-lined nests; 
one by one the sheep and the cattle followed the tinkling sound of the 
leader's bell toward their warm shelter in the valley; one by one the 
angels hung out the lanterns of God in the blue-black darkness above, 
to twinkle lovingly, watchfully, over the sleeping earth. 

Still the man sat with bowed head in his great rough chair. 
A large, shaggy shepherd dog came nosing to the door. He 
stole noiselessly over to his silent master, and then back again to the 
door, where he laid himself down, with head resting between his paws, 
to watch, so, with the stars. 

The mind of the man was taking him back, back to the long ago. 
He was a boy, fishing in the brook that ran so merrily through 
Farmer Hill's pine woods. On the bank beside him, a little girl in 
blue gingham was digging for worms, — worms for his line. Every 

time she touched a wriggling body with the stick with which she dug 
into the dark ground, she screamed, — just a little, so as not to scare 
the fishes. 

" I'll dig for 'em," she had said, " but I won't touch 'em." 

Again, and they were in the orchard. They were picking cher- 
ries. Every now and then he would call to her to look, and while 
she held her breath in anxious fear, he would climb clear out to the 
end of a very high bough, or hang by one hand, or balance on one 
foot. Now memory brought him to the close of a certain summer's 
day, when she and he were standing at the gate of her home. The 
warm evening air was heavy with perfume of the countless roses that 
bloomed in the garden behind them. As she came out to meet him, 
her fresh white dress clinging to her slender young form, her hair 
tumbling in dark curls about her fair face, he had mentally thought 
her the fairest rose of all. 

How beautiful she was! How proud he was! 

He could hear her silvery laughter again, and the low music of 
her voice as she greeted him. And then — It was a foolish little 
quarrel; she herself had laughed over it, afterwards, in the letters 
which had been his inspiration in the three long years just passed. 
But at the time, it was serious. With her quick eye she had taken 
in his dress, and the collar that he wore had displeased her. 

" David Commers," she said, " do you reckon I'm going with you 
with that collar on?" 

"Why Betty," he had answered, " you don't want me to go back 
and change it, do you?" 

"Why David," she mocked, " you don't want me to go to Bess 
Corrin's party with you wearing that, do you?" 

He tried to explain to her; but she refused to listen, — sometimes 
a woman's way. Then he had coaxed, argued, grown angry, and 
finally threatened not to go at all. 

" Very well," was her reply, with a little toss of her head, " then 
I'll go on without you. I'm — heigh — oh! John! John-n-n!" she 
suddenly called, raising her pretty hands to her full blown lips to 
form a sort of trumpet. And John, passing by on the high road, 
heard her, and came running down at once. He always was ready to 
run after a petticoat, had been David's disgusted remark about him 
one day. Betty knew David hated him, therefore Betty took partic- 
ular delight in favoring him with her smiles. But now she gave him 
not only her smile, but she gave him also her hand on his arm, and 
together, they left him, David, alone among the roses. 

The weeks passed by without a word or a sign between them ; 
and the faint gray clouds of their own making, hid from their unsus- 
pecting eyes the terrible thunder clouds piling up so silently, just 
behind them. Suddenly, without a sound of warning, they broke 
through the thin gray wall, and shattered it from end to end. And 
later, David, stunned and broken, lifted up his face — but branded a 
thief. A thief! How bitterly did he recall that awful day, when 
not one man in all the town had raised a hand of belief to his self- 
sworn innocence. Ah! the injustice of it all! 

The man groaned aloud. The dog by the door stirred, then lay 
quiet again ; and the man kept on in his tryst with his thoughts. It 
was evening in that far-off land. It was the evening of his disgrace, 
and once more she came to him. He was standing at the end of the 
narrow lane that led to all that he had ever known as " home,"— his 
little pathetic bundle containing all his worldly possessions, slung 
across his back, a hard smile resting upon his lips. 


It was hardly more than a breath, but it fell upon his ear. 

"David, — oh, David!" He turned, half-dazed, and took her 
small outstretched hands in his own big ones. 

"David," she whispered, brokenly. "They told me — you — 
were going — away. I — I don't — believe — you took the — money. 
I — I want you to know — that. I was so afraid you'd — be gone. 
I ran to tell you. I — David — I — I'm sorry about the — collar — and 
I — oh, David, don't go; don't leave me!" 

How like Betty, he had thought,— so faithful and true when tried. 

Again the man in the chair groaned with the pain of remem- 
brance of their tears, their tender kisses, embraces, their prom- 
ises. Promises! He sprang to his feet with a bitter laugh. 
Promises! God, what were promises — to her? Playthings, to caress 
to-day, to cast off to-morrow. 

" Promises! Promises! " laughed the man. 

"Promises! Promises!" echoed the mountains. 

The cold, gray, silent mountains. The man went out to them, — 
to them and the night, with the faithful dog trotting at his heels. 
And back in the cabin, near the vacant chair, there lay upon the 
floor a ghostljs fluttering object, a piece of paper, bearing the words: 

" Married, August 17, 18 — , Bettina Purdman to John Richard McLue." 

*** *» » «« 

In the space of twelve years and the ordinary run of things, a 
quiet rural village can rise — if it have any ambition whatsoever — 
to a busy town, large enough to need a newspaper, a bank and a 
modern hotel. At least, such were the things the great David Com- 
mers observed on his return to his boyhood's home, after an absence 
of twelve years. As he rode through the main thoroughfare of 
the prosperous business section, he was amazed to discover how 
few were the faces he could remember. What better sign could 
there be of a growing American town? David's praises fairly 
overwhelmed the proud, fussy little Mayor by his side, who grew 
red and squirmed and fidgeted with delight. And why not? Was 

not the great David Commers returned in triumph to his own, — and 
was he not accepting the hospitahty of the Mayor's home? 

In that home David recognized, in spite of the fresh paint and 
modern improvements, the old rambling manor-house of Judge Kin- 
nesley. "The Judge," the Mayor explained in answer to David's 
query, " went the way of the good folks five years ago. The new place 
beyond, in the old garden? Oh, that was the summer home of the Mc- 
Lues. Young McLue made a pile of money, but too fast to prove 

good for his moral digestion. He went the way of " and the little 

Mayor winked his little grey eye. "Eh? Mrs. McLue? Ah, there 
was a lady, a lady! Mr. Commers perhaps remembered her as 
Bettina Purdman? How delightful? Mr. Commers would meet her 
that evening at the reception." 

A few minutes later, and David found himself alone in the 
guest chamber. He went to the open window and looked out upon 
the town as it lay before him in all of its holiday colors, donned especi- 
ally for his home coming. How strange it all seemed. It was good 
to get back, in spite of all the old bitterness. But how everything 
had changed; even he had changed; most of all, she — had changed! 
So that was her home, that great house on the opposite hill. How 
like her to have it buried among flowers, — among all those roses; at 
least, she had not changed in that. 

" I wonder if she was happy," mused David. I wonder if she 
is happy." 

The county had never before known such a sumptuous affair as 
the reception given in honor of the great David Commers' return. It 
seemed as though the people could not do enough to atone for that 
day when they had let him go, without a chance to prove his inno- 
cence. It was a mysterious thing, though, for the real culprit's name 

had never been made known. The people had simply believed old 
John McLue when, three years after the lad had left them, he had 
publicly declared David's innocence. While he could not, he said, 
disclose the name of the real offender, he would take his oath that the 
boy they had driven away was as guiltless of the theft as he was him- 
self. He had been the victim and the first accuser, though he had 
refused to prosecute the lad. They had never before doubted old 
John McLue's word, and they did not doubt it then; so there the mat- 
ter had rested. 

David felt that these good simple people were trying to make 
amends, not because of his present success, but because they really 
loved him and regretted their hasty judgment. It was this thought, 
as they passed in line before him, that caused him to clasp each one 
by the hand with the tenderest of emotions playing at his heart. 
And it was this, perhaps, that weakened his hold upon himself and 
left him powerless against her coming. For the moment, he was 
unconscious of everything except that Betty, more beautiful than he 
had ever dared to dream of her, was standing before him. Mechani- 
cally he took the hand she offered, and mechanically he turned toward 
the gawky youth who stumbled forward as she in her wondrous 
beauty passed on. 

The rest of the evening went by he knew not how ; for his brain, 
his heart, his very soul were full of her. Twelve years! Had there 
ever been a day in all that eternity when she had not been with him? 
He must speak with her; this silence was unbearable. See, there she 
was over by the alcove, always surrounded by a group of ardent 
admirers. Would they never leave her? Should he never be free 
from this incessant stream of flattering guests? 

The moon shone full upon the quaint, old-fashioned garden 

which enclosed the Mayor's home. Its soft rays danced undisturbed 
on low flower-beds and high tree-tops, for the bright lights in the 
manor-house no longer glared forth fi'om the many windows to laugh 
defiance at the milder beams without. So the soft rays danced; and, 
in flitting here and there, caught the features of the man who walked 
in and out among the tangled pathways. Strong features they were, 
not beautiful in themselves, but beautiful because of their strength. 
The straight nose, the firm lips, the square jaw; they would probably 
have been called fierce if the blue eyes had a whit less fire in their 
expression. Back and forth the big man paced, the only visible sign 
of the struggle which was raging in his breast being the clenched 
hands he held behind his back, and the determined outward thrust of 
the clean-cut chin. 

" I won't go to her," he was arguing. " I won't go to her. She 
cast me off" without a word." But how hard it was to stay away! 
How beautiful she was! How like — yet how unlike — the girl who 
had plighted him her faith with tears. No ; she could not care, — and 
yet — What a fool he was! Would he play a bigger fool and go 
to her now? What idiots those confounded human beings had been 
who had followed her and him at every turn. He might as well 
have been at the North Pole as in the same room with her! 

" Really, are you still worrying about that collar, Mr. Commers?" 

Her voice! She was mocking him again in the old sweet way. 
She had done it a hundred times in his dreams. Yet he could not be 
dreaming now, — he — was he going mad? 

" Oh, I'm not a ghost ; I won't hurt you. See ; there's my 

No ; he was not dreaming ; he was not mad. The cool touch of 
her hand made him realize her presence: — she had come to him 

" Was it not stupid," she said, " not to have one little chance to 

speak with each other all the evening? Twelve years is a long time. 
I saw you walking here in the moonlight, so I ran away from my 
place over there — and — and — here 1 am. Why don't you say 
something to me! Are you not glad to see me?" 


The word ran like fire through every vein ; all the barriers of 
nine years' makmg crumbled before it. With a low cry he seized 
her hands. 

" Gl&d, Betty, glad? Ah, Betty — sweetheart — you know it. I 
have loved you so long! How could you ; ah, Betty, how could you 
treat me so! Do you remeinber that night, twelve years ago? — the 
moon was shining just as it is now. It was the night I went away. 
Like an angel of light you came to me in my darkest hour, and you 
gave me hope and courage. Betty, you were not playing with me 
then. Tell me that you have always been true to your promises, as I 
to mine, and that the rest — your marrying him — was all a hideous 
mistake. Sweetheart, look at me. Ah ; your eyes, Betty, — it was 
the memory of your eyes as they looked into mine, — when you begged 
me not to leave you, that has kept me from believing, even in the 
face of fact, that you were not true to me. You saved me by your 
faith when all the world doubted. I can not doubt you. Dearest, 
there was some mistake?" 

The girl lifted her head and the blue light of her eyes was as 
dark and deep and glorious as the wonderful night which hung over 
the garden. The tones of her voice were full and low as she 
answered him. 

" Yes, there was a mistake, — that was not all a mistake ; but I 
thought there was no other way. No ; do not stop me, I want to tell 
you all. God gives us pain to-day, dear, that we may be happier 
to-morrow, and our to-day is no longer to-day, but to-morrow. You 
remember, three years after you went away, you wrote me of 

the magnificent opportunity that had been opened to you, — an oppor- 
tunity which would make you what you are become, the great David 
Commers, — if, — it is a dreadful big little word, dear, — if you could 
only clear your name of that shadow which had followed you even to 
those western hills. But — there was no way to clear it ; your future, 
your splendid future, lay beneath your very hand, and you were power- 
less to reach out and touch it. You were bitter, then, David. Your 
hope and happiness seemed blotted out. 

" We were both very young, dear. You were too young to hold 
me above your ambition, while I was too young to understand. I 
was jealous, — was jealous, dear, of your ambition. For months your 
letters had been so full of what you meant to do, to be, that I, in 
my foolish little heart, was hurt because I thought you had ceased to 
care for me, or, at least, to care enough. I thought you could never 
be satisfied and happy in my love, alone. 

"I lost that last letter — and he found it. There is little more 
to tell. He came to me and gave me his word that if I would marry 
him, he would clear your name, so that you could go on and make 
your future. He came at the right moment,— perhaps he knew, — I 
do not know. But I wanted you to be happy — to have your chance, 
I believed it was the only way, so I married him. I did not know it 
was he who had taken his father's money and thrown suspicion on 
you till afterwards, and then it was too late. 

" No, David, — wait. It was his father who put you right among 
the people; he staked his word. But he was an old man, and proud; 
he could not tell them his own son was the thief He died soon 
after, broken-hearted. The other,— we were man and wife in name 
only. One night they brought him home. The life he had lived 
was too reckless. It brought its own punishment, as always. I 
nursed him to the end. It was not long." 

Over in the east, the faintest gray light appeared; from far back 

in the garden came the soft trill of an awakening bird. The girl 
heard the sound, and smiled. Raising one arm she pointed towards 
the distant light in the sky. 

" See, David," she whispered, " it is our to-morrow." 

Viola Cooke. 

A p^itgr^^ 

The mother of Invention was an ancient worthy dame ; 
She had common-sense, w^as practical, — Necessity, her name. 
She married young Intelligence, a man of rarest brain. 
Whose attributes, when linked with hers, were the basis of 
their fame. 

Their first son, young Invention, was an individual youth, 
But his father's vast intelligence surpassed his mother's truth: 
His imagination fertile, soared to regions in the sky, 
And his mother's practicality forsook him, by and by. 

Though his patrician lineage forbade plebeian ties, 

He wedded young Miss Riches, with fair hair and big blue 

She was a Uttle butterfly, and w^hile her pile of pelf 
Encouraged young Invention, she interfered herself. 

Though she was indeed quite childish, her vast riches helped 

to do 
The life-work of her husband, whose great worth the public 

They had a son. Success; but their nephew, Imitation, 
Who was envious and wicked, hurt his cousin's reputation. 

He later killed Success, and his young wife, Hope, did take. 
She, ambitious, true and faithful, soon regretted her mistake; 
For as blackness ruins whiteness, one can see the reason why 
The son of Imitation, was common little LIE. 

— Marie Oldham. 

A ^hna at i|t0t0rir i^launtntt 

HE school-girl of the present day, walking 
the Staunton streets in her daily trips to 
and from the Seminary, finds it hard to 
realize the time when the savage Indians 
hunted the buffalo and other wild animals 
over these hillsides. Everyone knows, of 
course, that the first passage of the Blue 
Ridge and entrance into Virginia was made 
by Governor Spotswood in 1716. He found 
the portion of the Valley in which Staunton is situated entirely un- 
inhabited, but marked by the burial mounds of a people that had 
perished. Buffalo roamed everywhere in great numbers, so that one 
of the neighboring gaps in the mountains took from them the naine 
which it still bears of Buffalo Gap. 

Governor Spotswood gave such glowing accounts of the country 
that it was not long before men began pouring into the Valley. 
The first permanent settlement was made near Staunton, in 1732, by 
a Pennsylvanian named Joist Hite. Another of the settlers was John 
Lewis who gave to the twin hills near which he made his home the 
names of Betsy Bell and Mary Gray, after two similar hills in Tyrone 
County, Ireland. These names are sometimes explained by a roman- 
tic story of two young girls killed here by Indians, but this has no foun- 
dation in fact. The names seem really to go back to Scotland, where 
Betsy Bell, daughter of the Laird of Lednoch was paying a 
visit to her dear friend Mary Gray, daughter of the Laird of Kinvaid. 
The Plague of 1645 broke out and they fled from the horror to a 
tower built out in the hills. There a young man from the town, 

said to have been in love with both girls, brought them food from 
time to time. But at last he also brought them the dreaded con- 
tagion, and both died and were buried in a double grave near the 
Almond River. Scotch colonists from the region carried the names 
with them to Ireland, and in memory of the Irish hills, John Lewis 
christened our own beautiful Betsy Bell and Mary Gray. 

After Lewis had settled, a flood of Scotch-Irish immigrants 
poured into the Valley. In 1748, William Beverly, son of Robert 
Beverly, the Virginia historian, and grandson of Robert Beverly who 
commanded the Royal forces at the time of Bacon's Rebellion, laid 
off the beginning of the town of Staunton within his own manor. 
Staunton is still within the Beverly Manor District, and the name is 
perpetuated in one of the streets as well as in many other ways. The 
surveying was done by Thomas Lewis. Proclamation for establishing 
a town in Augusta County was issued by Governor Dinwiddle ; but 
for some reason George II. then on the throne of England would not 
issue a charter, and the town had to wait thirteen years for a king 
liberal enough to make the grant. The land was again surveyed, 
this time by Andrew Lewis. The streets that were first laid out are 
now several miles in the country, but they may still be traced. 
Near by is the grave of John Lewis. There may also still be seen 
around Staunton a number of old decaying mills that were erected 
before the town was founded. 

Why Staunton was so-called has been a question for years, but 
it was stated that the name was given in honor of Lady Gooch, wife 
of Governor Gooch, who was Governor of Virginia when the town was 
begun. She belonged to the English family of Stanton. There is 
also a town of Staunton near Kendal, Westmoreland County, Ireland. 

One of the most interesting remnants of antique Staunton is the 
"Augusta Stone Church" which was built sometime between 1740 
and 1755. According to tradition, men, women, and children labored 

in the erection, carrying on horseback stone and timber for the 
structure, and sand from Middle River, which is only a few miles 
from Staunton. This church and that of Tinkling Spring were the 
first meeting-houses in the country. 

If we leave the Colonial days and look into later history the very 
words "Shenandoah Valley" call up a throng of associations which 
we cannot here stop to consider. At some of the natural features of 
the country we may simply glance in passing. Nothing is more 
remarkable than the abundance of springs. One of the most curious 
of these, perhaps, is to be seen on a country road, where the water 
flows through the trunk of a willow tree, known as "Willow Spout." 
To the countless springs gathered in the limestone of the hills are 
due many wonderful caverns. The most famous in the region are, of 
course, Weyer's Cave and Luray Cave, but the recently opened 
Staunton Caverns are very interesting and full of curious and beauti- 
ful formations. Exploration is going forward, and every day some- 
thing new is discovered. Whether we look then at the present day 
or at the historic past, we find Staunton, home of Mary Baldwin 
Seminary, well worthy of our interest and respect. 

Helena Barrett Lankford. 




" For girls may come and girls may po. 
But we watch on forever." 


How long, friend Pompey, have we, seated here. 
Watch-dogs of M. B. S., in silence grim. 

Made observation of the antics queer 

Of all these maidens fat and maidens slim ? 


Ca»9ar, old chum, I can't remember quite 

That distant day when first we mounted guard, 

So many lines of black and lines of white 

Have come and gone through this green-terraced 


Suppose we told one tithe of all we know, — 

Wrote "Caesar's Commentaries on theM. B. S.," 

Or "Current Topics Courteously Ctirtailed," — 
even so, 
'Twould make an interesting book, confess. 


Right, Caesar, " Every dog will have his day." 

This may be ours. Last night, indeed, I heard 
A book-laden girl who passed, distinctly say: — 

"This is 'The Day of the Dog,'" that very 
word ! 
" And thereby hangs a tale !" Who will, shall read. 

In cursory remarks and doggerel rhymes, — 
Not an unbroken history, indeed, — 

But many hints of M. B. S. good times. 


m. 1. ^. Alpljabrt 

'S for the Annual, our laSl one, we mean ; 
That the la^ is the belt, is plain to be seen. 

'S for the Bell, in the belfry low, 
Tolling the hours as they slowly go. 


'S for the " Chorus," whose voices sweet 
Make cold shivers run from our heads to our feet. 


'S for Demerits, sole thing we receive 
Without the Principal giving us leave. 


"S for Exams, which come only twice, 

-• Cram well to pass and forget all in a trice. 

""S for the Fudge we make on the sly, 
Cook, eat, and be merry, for to-morrow we die. 

■^ 'S for the " Gym," where we frequently go 

-1 In silence (?) to trip " on the light fantastic toe." 

is for our ^ylish grey uniform Hat. 

She who says it's not " lovely " is blind as a bat. 

I'S for the Infirmary, a favorite resort, 
For the curing of troubles of every sort. 
J'S for Mr. Johnson, our guardian by night, — 
Alas! our admirers, he soon puts to flight. 



'S for the Kableite, with sword and with gun ; 
Though killingly armed, from a teacher he'll run. 

S for the Line of maids all in black, 
With a crowd of boys following close in their track. 

'S for the Mail, well inspected it must be. 
For fear leSt our " cousins " write too often, you see. 

S for the Novel received from a friend; 

s Grange how much time on the way it can spend. 

IN It' 

is : 

We often spend hours on Saturday 

/^ is for Office where, grievous to say, 

r>'S for the P. C, the pride of the school, 

Who never was known to break any rule. 

is for Queftion, — the one we know beft 
Is never the one that we get in a teSl. 


13 'S for the Rules, too numerous to tell. 

But 'tis better to keep them, or things won't go well. 

is for Soiree ; oh, what memories it brings 

Of backaches and yawns, " circus benches," and things. 

S for the Terrace, a fine place to spoon, 
And to walk with your " case " by the light of the moon. 

'S for the Uniform of black and light grey; 
" A fine combination," I am sure you will say. 

"S for Vacation, which we all hold so dear — 
Of the beS way to spend it, we talk all the year. 

is for Xmas, the time we love beSl; 
>• When homeward we go to take a good re§t (?). 

Y'S for this Leap Year of Nineteen-nought-eight ; 
Take your fate in your hands before it's top late. 

Wis for Walking and also for Woe, 
And the latter you'll have, if you skip or you go. 

Zis for Zero. Good fortune defend 
All M. B. S. indents from such a sad end. 

®lj]e Imfnrm Ifat 

The uniform hat, oh, the uniform hat! 
Now. honestly, what do you think about that? 
Perk the bow up in front, let it flop down behind, 
There's never an angle that's quite to my mind. 

Let me turn the edge up, or turn the edge down, 
Leave it smooth on the top or dent in the crown. 
Give a twist to the left or a twist to the right, — 
Instead of a beauty, I look a mere fright. 

In vain to my coiffure I've given such care, 
Built up like an artist this chef d'wuvre of hair, — 
Puffs, pompadour, wavelets ! — it's cruel, that's flat, 
To hide so much style 'neath a Uniform Hat! 

iftetnnral ©utlin^ 

(With the kind permission of Miss Riddle.) 

1. Who — Miss Weimar and a P. C. of spotless record. 

2. When — One March afternoon while the line was out walking. 

3. Where — No. 4, Memorial Hall, M. B. S. 

4). Why — (a) Epidemic of " spring fever " — only twenty-four out of two 
hundred girls respond to walking bell — (b) Miss Weimar's suspicions are aroused. 

5. With what Result? — (a) A precipitate descent upon Memorial — 
(b) Rooms reached, No. 4 last of all — chair is seen rocking in the middle of 
the floor without " visible cause " — (c) " Cause " is found in closet under all 
her winter clothes. 

6. Final Result — The P. C. who was, now walks in line every day. 

A Mmm 

I sat apart and mused, and as I mused 

There came to me an overwhelming sense 
Of scorn at all the talents which, unused, 

Lie crumbling in men's brains — and their defense 
" We do not dare; the way is yet unhewn. 

'Twere well to cling to traveled trails," they plead, 
" From winds and tumults we are not immune," — 

But here my glance froze on a centipede! 
Suppose he should divine my unvoiced plea 

And, striking boldly out for newer fields. 
Decide with knightly pluck to conquer mef 

My vision dims, my coursing blood congeals, 
He's at my feet when, shrieking 'gainst this doom, 

I prove my strength — hy rushing from the room. 

— Marie Bowles. 

Never too late to feast. 

A caught girl dreads the office. 

A girl in gloves needs no cuffs. 

A " stung " girl dreads the bee. 

A lesson skipped is a Zero earned. 

Three shrieks are as good as a fire. 

Great tales from little guesses grow. 

A skip in time saves walking in the line. 

A skipping girl gathers no Golden Reports. 

A girl and her chafing-dish are soon parted. 

A black silk muffler does not make a uniform. 

A step into the closet saves two hours in office. 

A creaking board is as good as a burglar alarm. 

Never do to-day what you can put off till to-morrow. 

A day in the Infirmary is pleasanter than an examination. 

Twenty cubic feet of enthusiasm is easier than a cubic inch of work. 

A piece of Fudge in the mouth is worth a pound in the chafing-dish. 

The Charge of the 

Elbow Sleeve 

Haifa sleeve, half a sleeve, 
Half a sleeve downward, 
All in the dining-room 

Strode the two hundred. 
* No more bare arm parade ! ' 
Thus the stern edict said. 
Into the dining-room 

Strode the two hundred 

' No more bare arm parade ! ' 
Was there a girl dismayed? 
Not the' the culprit knew 

She had no long sleevea. 
Theirs not to make reply. 
Theirs not to reason why. 
Theirs but to do or fly. 
Into the dining-room 

Strode the two hundred. 

Elbows to right of them. 
Elbows to left of them, 
Elbows in front of them 

Peeped out and wondered. 
Boldly the charge they met, — 
Cuffs, glove-wrists, stockinet, — 
Long sleeves all by brevet. 
Into the dining-room 

Strode the two hundred. 

Wrinkled old cuffs and limp, — 
Perverse as any imp, — 
Wide cuffs and cuffs too skimp 
Covered the fore-arm, while 

M. B. S. wondered. 
Redly the elbows bare, 
'Twixt cuff and sleevelet there, 
Thrust out upon the air. 
What did the maidens care? 

Noble two hundred ! 

Brotber Bobby Loquitur 

What's that we had in Lit to-day, about my namesake Bobbie Burns? — "Love 
made him a poet?" Reckon I'll try it! I bet my Nell is as "handsome" as 
his was. She thinks entirely too much of that Hughes fellow, though. What 
right has he to be buttin' in? I reckon it's up to me to beat him. All those 
old duffers we read about wrote things to their girls when they were hard hit. 
I'll try their stunt, — Don't they say " Love is always the same?" Should think 
a Soph in High School might come up to a Scotch farmer boy of a hundred 
years back. 

Gee! That's a go! She'll be tickled to death, — and won't Hughes be as 
hot as blazes? Now for it: 

To be with thee — 

(They always say " thee," I notice,) 

To be with thee 
On this fine day, 
Would be — 

Er — er — would be — (I want to work " valentine " into it somewhere) 

— ohl 

Would be sublime 

My own dear sweet Valentine ! 

The dickens! That don't sound exactly right. Maybe I can do better. 
Let's see: 

Oh, here's to my Valentine true ! — 
Oh, here's to my Valentine true, 
And on it, sweetheart, is you 
Who are always so true 
That I feel— I feel— 
Oh, pshaw! 

That I feel like sending you two 
And here's to my Valentine true ! 

That sounds dandy, anyhow. — What did you say? Wants me at the 
telephone? I hope it's her. 

Well, sir, it was her. She's " it," all right! Makes a fellow feel great. 
That thing I wrote is too tame. Ought to have something in it about her looks. 
They most always do. Her hair and her eyes, now — you know — How's this: 

Your hair don't fail 

To curl — like — like — a vine on a rail — 

Your eyes shine like the moon 

In — 

Oh, bother — moon — noon — 

In the svmshine of noon ! 

That's a mess, sure. Better keep to the other tack: 

My thoughts are of you — 

And of nobody else — 

Without you, what should I do? — 

Do? do? How do I know what I would do? 

I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep. 
My ! but I should be blue ! 

That's the best ever. I'll send her that. Bet old Hughes isn't turning on 
the poetry machine. 

Oh, blazes! here's mother and she wants some of that old tea. Wonder 
why she can't remember to order it. Don't see why they can't let a fellow alone 
when he's writing poetry, anyhow. I was just getting under way, fine, — genius 
burning and all that. Like as not I'll lose my inspiration, but I reckon I'll 
have to go. 

Don't that girl beat the world? There she was as big as life, standing on 

the drug-store corner with Hughes, — and blamed if she even looked my way ! 

She don't get any lovey-dovey verses this trip. She isn't worth it. But I'll write 

her a valentine, yet, — and it'll be a scorcher. Talk about " Love " making a 

poet. I'm just bursting with poetry, now! 

[Prolonged silence, broken only by the scratching of the pen.] 

Phew! I believe I'd rather saw wood, — but here it is, and I'm going to 

mail it right quick. 


I liked you once, but never more; 
I'll tell you why, you are such a bore! 
You think you are just the only one, 
But there are others who are in for fun. 
I know a girl with great big eyes. 
And just as fine as pumpkin pies. 
So now you see, there are others too 
Can make me glad, so you " skidoo !" 

(Speakers — the Two Dogs.] 


" Pompey, I have just been thinking 

What a peaceful world 'twould be, 
If these girls were turned to bronze ones, 
Perched aloft like you and me." 


" You are right, 'twould save much ear-ache. 
Caused by human sharps and flats; — 
Still our peace would not be perfect: 
Even then, there are — the cats ! " 

f rt^ Pr0p00al 

Yo sho do lub me honey. 

I seen hit in yo eye — 
Hit lit up kinder sudden 

When yo handed me dat pie. 

En speakin' ob pie, Mirandy, 

I ax you dis t'ing, plaze 
Bake me anudder lak hit, — 

Hit sho did strike my tas'e. 

Y' know I ain't been shif less 
Lak mos' dese udder coons 

What stan' all day on de co'ners 

D' ain't nuthin' but wuthless loons. 

I got yo a little cabin 

Down on Briarwood creek; 
We'll lib dar erione jes' lubbin, 

All cozy en quiet en meek. 

Mammy ben down dar er sweepin' 

En dustin' up a spell ; 
She strew hit roun' wid flowers 
En wash off de new paint smell. 

I seen Brudder Brown yistiddy 
He'll hitch us up rite good. 

De winter am comin', honey, 

So I hauled up a load er wood. 

I done fix t'ings all ready 

I sho hab done my part. 
Put yo arras aroun' me, Mirandy, 

En gimme dat sweet little heart. 

(With Apologies to Kenyon Cox) 

Work for money: don't paint or sing or carve 
The work thou lovest, though the body starve. 

Who works for love, receives the scorn of men; 
Who works for fame, will see it wane again. 

Work for the gold's sake then, 'twill surely be 
That all the rest will quickly come to thee. 

©a Jamip iitinnalJi 

(A Burnsesque) 

Hoot, mon! I've writ ye poetry 

And sighed for ye so sair, 
But now I'm thinkin' 'tis me turn 

To show I dinna care. 

So, lad, ye'U see the nose of me 

Disdainful, upward tilted, 
And it's new roses in me cheeks 

I'll get for those ye've wilted. 

I wisht ye wasna quite sae fair 

For then 'tis small I'd pine — 

Ah! Jamie, carn't ye smile a wee 
And let the sun to shine? 

— Marie Bowles. 

iiarg lal&mtn Alumna ABanrmtton 



Mrs. Sallie Spears Hicks, Wilmington, North Carolina 

Recording Secretary 

Mrs. Jennie McCue Marshall, Staunton, Virginia 

Corresponding Secretary 

Miss Margaret McChesney, Staunton, Virginia 


Miss Janet Woods, Staunton, Virginia 

Alabama ..... Mrs. Clara McCaw Simms 

California - - - . . Miss Ida Jordan Brown 

North Carolina .... Miss Mildred Watkins 

South Carolina - Mrs. Nettie H. Holmes and Mrs. Eva Baker Irvine 

District of Columbia - . . . Miss M. Ella Moore 

Georgia ..... Mrs. Emma Luman Bell 

Illinois ..... Mrs. Linda McClure Chase 

Kentucky . . - Miss Mary Smallhouse and Miss Flora Firor 

Louisiana ..... Miss Mary Forman 

Maryland ..... Miss Helen Mae Bridges 

Missouri .... Mrs. Grace Kemper Toll 

Mississippi ..... Mrs. Sadie Van Lear Cowan 
Nebraska .... Mrs. Mary Coalter McAlister 

New York . Mrs. Kate Smith Gibbs and Mrs. Kate Johnson Bastianelli 

Ohio - - - . . Mrs. Nellie Thomas Summers 

Pennsylvania .... Miss Nina Ravenscroft 

Tennessee ..... Mrs. Mary Andes Dooley 

Minnesota - . . . . Mrs. Eva McCue Baker 

Florida ..... Mrs. Maggie Morton Le Fils 

Virginia - Mrs. Fannie Smith Effinger and Mrs. Lucy Bailey Henneberger 

Missionary ...... Miss Janet Houston 

Annual fH^^ttng nf Alnmn^p AaHflnatt0n 

T the annual meeting of the Mary Baldwin Seminary Alumnae 
Association on September 14, 1906, in the parlors of the 
Mary Baldwin Seminary, a motion was made, seconded and 
carried that a leaflet be sent to all members of the Associa- 
tion and other Alumnae of the Seminary, setting forth in some meas- 
ure the aims of the Association and the work it has done and is 

The committee was appointed, whose report hereby follows: 

The object of the Alumnte Association is to cherish and perpetu- 
ate that feeling of loyalty to her Alma Mater, which beats in the 
heart of every daughter of the Seminary, and to engender that same 
loyalty in the hearts of the daughters of the daughters. 

To which end the Association has bent its energies first, to 
bringing together at its annual meetings as many of the old girls as 
possible, that they may renew the happy memories of their school- 
days; second, in order that the coming generation may be instilled 
with the same spirit which imbues their mothers, aunts, and cousins, 
all members are urged to disseminate their own enthusiam throughout 
their circle of young acquaintances. By so doing, they would uphold 
the arms of the Institution and insure to her the presence of pupils 
whose loyalty would be an inheritance. 

As there are a number of such ambitious young girls, who 
cannot afford a higher education, it is the plan of the Association to 
devote its dues other than the necessary current expenses, to the 
endowment of scholarships. 

At the present time the scholarship fund is only sufficient to 
maintain one girl — a day pupil — who, perforce, must be selected 
from the town of Staunton. During the past eight years three girls 
have received their education by means of this scholarship. But, if 

the old girls from every State would arouse themselves, form local 
chapters, and bring into the Association every old Seminary girl in 
that State, it would be possible for each Southern and Middle State 
to endow its own scholarship and send a pupil to the Seminary. Think 
what a pillar of strength it would be, not only to our Alma Mater to 
enroll some twenty or more such ambitious young women, but also 
to the State, to which they return thoroughly equipped for the battle 
of life. 

With a small effort on the part of each Alumna such a consum- 
mation might easily be effected. The dues are comparatively small 
— one dollar on enrollment and fifty cents per year thereafter. All 
that is necessary to put one's self in touch with this movement is to 
write to the Corresponding Secretary of the Home Association, Miss 
Margaret McChesney, 212 Kalorama Street, Staunton, Virginia, 
enclosing name for enrollment and fee. 

Any member has a right and is urged to form a local chapter by 
calling together all ex-pupils of the Seminary in her vicinity, organiz- 
ing them into a chapter and sending their names together with 
enrollment fees and a report of such organization to Miss Margaret 
McChesney; such report to be sent in one month previous to the 
annual meeting. 

The following students enrolled this year are daughters — or granddaugh- 
ters — of former students. 


Gretchen McCue Bell Elizabeth Wilson 

Ruth Bradley Lillie G. Lightfoot 

Mary Ellen Denham Mamie Simkins 

Katherine Effinger Fannie Smith 

Emily Gilkeson j Cora Finley 

Margaret Gilkeson ) •' 

Mary Preston Hanger Emma Hogshead 

Ann Henderson Adella Dickens 

Ellen Moore Howison Anne Hotchkiss 

Martha Irwin Mary Ott 

Bessie Kelly Alice Reid 

Kate Leftwich Kate Herr 

Elizabeth McCue [Grandmother] Elizabeth Mish 

Helen Gibbs Moore EUabel Gibbs 

Clara King Nelson Mamie Dyer 

Katie Newton 

,, ,, X, . ( Kate McCall 

Martha Newton 

Lilla Dale Nichols | t • t~> i 

c .,. , , > Jennie Dale 

Sara Nichols ) 

Margaret Nottingham Maggie Bailey 

Lucile Payne Ina Ast 

Elizabeth Pancake Margaret Gilkeson 

Susan Brotherton Philips Helen Brotherton 

Rebecca Plowden Margaret Louise Rodgers 

Louise Priddie - Nina V. Wiess 

Emily Robinson [Grandmother] Laura Taylor 

Elizabeth Timberlake 

-, • rr.- i_ 1 I ( Lizzie H. Wilson 

Nannie limberlake ) 

Sue Varden Mollie Winger 

Gladys Walker Emily Sweet 

Margaret Weller Margaret Taylor 

Edith Wright Mary Van Lear Shunk 

lExtrartH Jrnm tljF IFnmgti iHatl. 

[Through the kindness of friends we are able to give the following interesting bits of news 
from distant girls.] 


Kobe, Japan, October 10th. 
Dear Miss Mattoon : 

Can you imagine me this close to China? Well, truth is stranger than 
fiction, you know. I built my "castles" in China long ago, and it seems quite 
natural to be going to live in them. 


Cornelia Morgan. 


Via Chin kiang, China, 

Nov. 30th, 1907. 
My Dear Miss Weimar: 

It seems such a long, long time since I have heard from "The Sem.," and 
it is a very long time since I have written, I know, though I believe hardly a 
day passes that I do not think of you all. The days are spent very much as 
they used to be in my four school years— in study— though the "weariness to 
flesh" is greater now, as I haven't the variety of different class-work and I still 
have to stand examinations on the Chinese language. I was the first vic- 
tim of the new rule in our mission. Isn't it too bad.? Besides the language- 
study, I have a share in our dispensary work now, Tuesdays and Fridays. Of 
course, I didn't know a thing about it before, but I am learning to treat the sim- 
pler women's and children's cases. They have the greatest confidence in my 
wise looks and are entirely satisfied if their pulse is only felt ! And that is "all 
the good" I am yet. 

Cornelia Morgan arrived in China last October, and is stationed at 
Yang Chow, on the canal — south of us. I haven't seen her yet, but have in- 
vited her up for Christmas and hope she'll be able to come. China is slowly ac- 
cumulating a number of the alumnae. Did you have a fine meeting at James- 

town? Thank you so much for the notice of it that reached me last summer. 
We have just passed a very truly "Thanksgiving" Day, The famine is 
really over, leaving few ill effects. The fall crops have been good. The people 
are most grateful and friendly to us for the foreign help, speaking of the good- 
ness of you friends in the home-land in coming to the rescue, when so many of 

the Chinese who were able, didn't lift a finger. 

As ever yours, 

JosEY N. Woods. 

[From Sadie Smith, M. B. S. 1902-1907.] 

S. S. Tennyson, [En route for Brazil] 

December 16, 1907. 

Just over the old Equator — Bump! 

Well, this is "Father Neptune's Day." We crossed the Equator early 
this morning and such a celebration as we had before lunch. Fun was not in it ! 
The Purser, a jolly fat old Scotchman, dressed up as Neptune — in a rather warm 
costume for a water god — with a long flowing beard made of rope. Mrs. Nep- 
tune was the Second Steward, who had on a white dress belonging to one of the 
passengers. Then there were three policemen. They looked very funny too, 
carrying great big clubs. These were passengers who had crossed the line be- 
fore. The Doctor was dressed up in a stove-pipe hat and a long-tailed coat and 
he looked very old and dignified with his white (cotton) mustache and beard, 
and blackened face and hands. Two of the funniest men were barbers. Just 
to look at them was enough to make any one laugh. 

The procession marched around the upper deck and then down to the 
steerage deck. The god and goddess were seated on the hatchway and the 
others stood around at their command. Just at one side of this gathered assem- 
bly was the pool. This was constructed of planks with a large canvas nailed in- 
side, and was filled with briny water by turning on the hose. I'm glad I did 
not have to test it. 

The ladies were called on first. Miss Kuhl, an elderly lady, went down, 
spoke to the god Neptune, received her passport (a slip of paper on which was 

written a few words appropriate to the person receiving it) and came up. The 
audience was lined up at the rail of the promenade deck, while the victims went 
down the steps to the ordeal on the deck below. 

I was the first of the girls to be called down. I went bravely enough, 
but refused to sit in "Father Neptune's" chair, or rather his "company chair," 
for fear the attentive members of his court might gently pull the chair out from 
under me. After answering the funny questions asked by Neptune, I was turned 
over to the Doctor. The black rubbed off his hands, and I politely informed 
him that his hands were soiled, and asked him if he would please wash them. 
But he went on with my case. "Stick out your tongue." I did. Then he rubbed 
his hands on my forehead, and felt my pulse, all the while leaving black marks 
whereever his fingers touched. He gave me a pill, — soap, covered with quinine 
-but I threw that into the pool, and made a face at him. Then he said my 
case was a very bad one, and rubbed a piece of orange peeling on my face. At 
last I was given my passport and a lock of Neptune's beautiful "ropey" beard. 
There were nine ladies who all went through the same thing more or less and 
then came the boys' turn! 

The first young man was led by the "cops" to his cabin to prepare for 
the fight. While he was gone the barbers made ready for him. One 
sharpened an enormous wooden razor on a long piece of canvas for a strop. 
The other mixed flour and water in a pan with a paint brush for a shaving 
brush. Then came the victim in a pair of white pajamas, barefooted and ready 
to take the worst on the program. After a talk with Neptune, Mrs. Neptune 
grabbed him and tried to kiss him, almost mashing his head. He was next 
turned over to the doctor who felt his pulse, sprayed water over him, blacked his 
face a little, felt his pulse again, rubbed soap in his mouth, and finally passed 
him on to the barbers. They made him sit on the edge of the pool, rubbed his 
head and face over with the flour and water, shaved (?) him with the wooden 
razor and at last tipped him suddenly over into the pool, head foremost. All 
the men were treated after the same fashion, except that some had salts put in 
their mouths, rum or ammonia poured over their heads, and an egg broken over 
the top of it all ! They ended up by putting every one into the pool except old 
Neptune and the Secretary. 

Oxford, England. 
Dear Miss Weimar: 

I wish, oh ! how I wish that you were all here with me in this quaint old- 
world place, for you would enjoy it hugely, even if you thought (as I do) that 
you would not wish to stay forever. 

Oxford is very much more impressive than London, for the reason that 
it is absolutely English and old at that, while London is to a large extent like 
all big cities — cosmopolitan rather than national. 

Nothing new could possibly have the atmosphere, the indescribable 
something, that these old, old piles of colleges have — with their moss-grown, 
weather-worn walls and half defaced carvings, sprawled over by creeper and ivy 
— such quantities of ivy everywhere -over the walls and trees — over the build- 
ings, towers and gateways. So much greenery everywhere — laurel and ever- 
green, and roses still blooming, although I've nearly perished of cold, — it's so 
damp and penetrating. But the plants seem to thrive, for they are big and 
green and dense, so the whole effect is almost tropical. I'm fairly wild about 
the holly hedges, great high things with red berries twinkling in the cracks. 

Of the colleges, Christ Church is to me the most impressive, with its 
beautiful old cathedral and wonderful dining hall. They say it is the second 
most impressive in England. The ceiling is very lofty and the walls are hnng, 
row on row, with paintings, some of them by great men, of illustrious Christ 
Church men from the time of Queen Elizabeth. One of them, a Romney portrait 
of John Wesley, impressed me particularly. 

One of the towers of the College — "Tom Tower" — has in it bells which 
ring one hundred and one times, at nine-five p. m., commemorating the number 
of original scholars "on the foundation." They have rung so (really a fearful 
din' ! ) for centuries except on one night a few years ago when the present Duke 
of Marlborough came of age. There was a large ball at Blenheim Castle to 
which all the students were invited (the Duke was a Christ Church man.) The 
Dean would not let them go. In their rage they tore up the whole place, 
among other things cutting the bell ropes. So the next day they were all 
"gated," which, being translated, means shut up in their own grounds for some 

The whole arrangement of Colleges and work is very different from the 
American way. Each College is a body quite by itself. Some of them have a 
hundred or two students and vary from year to year, but All Souls, with a great 
pile of buildings, a library and chapel, and so forth, all of its own, has and can 
have only Jive "fellows." They have tutors and chaplains and choristers, and 
any amount of servants simply for five men. Fancy the heavenly quiet of their 
Cloisters ! 

I have missed the Virginia autumn very much. It is very cold and 
gloomy and rainy in England in the fall — and the houses are horribly cold — 
America for comfort, even if we have no old, old buildings with historical bales. 

Yours very sincerely, 

Ellen Coalter Bates, 

Primary Department 

Mary Lou Bell 
Winifred Berry 
Annie Bosserman 
Thalia Dixon 
Katherine Effinger 
Winifred Eisenberg 
Jean Eraser 
Elizabeth Hamer 
Mary Preston Hanger 
Catherine Holt 
Elizabeth Linnell 
King Nelson 
Margaret Nottingham 
Lela O'Rork 
Charlotte Spotts 
Margaret Thomas 
Virginia Wyse 

Our Drawing Class 

On Monday and Wednesday morning we have our drawing class 
taught by Miss Meetze. We drew a pitcher this morning; we have 
drawn a banana, a candlestick, an onion, and some flowers. On 
Thanksgiving morning we had to draw a picture for Thanksgiving. 
I drew a tree and some pumpkins. I like drawing very much. When 
we draw good things, Miss Meetze hangs them on the wall for every 
body to see and admire. 

Winifred Virginia Eisenberg, 

(Seven years old) 


I went to Sunday School and knew my golden text. My teacher 
is Mrs. Lewis, and I like her very much. I did not stay to church, 
because I was tired. 

After dinner some of my little friends came to see me and we 
colored papers with crayons. 

Mary Catharine Holt, 

(Eight years old). 

Our Cat 

A lady came to our house one morning with a little kitten and 
asked us if it was our kitten. Mother said it was not, so she took it 
back to her house. When I was coming home from school I heard a 
cat cry, but I did not know where it was. I looked around, and 
there it was on the street. I picked it up and it crawled up on my 
shoulder. I took it home and gave it some milk. It was little and 
now it is a grown cat. It is about three years old. We call it White- 
foot, because all its feet are white. 

Mary Preston Hanger, 

(Nine years old). 

An M. 1. ^. Stnaat 

THere'8 to the school of blob esteem, 

XTbat's in a Qwnn^ clime; 
IHere's to tbe best in all tbe Soutb, 

^be one we'll love all tbe time, 
lbete'6 to tbe girls we qo witb now, 

Ibere's to tbe teacbets, too; 
Ibete's to tbe scene of bapptest ba^^s,- 

®lb JSalbwtn, bete's to ^oul 


"A Jest's prosperity lies in the ear of him that hears it; 
Never in the tongue of him that makes it. 

To some it doubtless will seem base 

In me, to speak in slighting tones 

Of what is often called a " case " 

And causes such heart-rending moans. 

Foi some this state of mind is good 

And their improvement's really great, 

While others hardly touch their food 
And look as if they sat up late. 

Chalmers seems all in Ernest now, 

And kindly looks on all the world; 

With word or look she never Cutts, 

And keeps her hair so nicely curled! 

Anne Lebby once seemed rather poor, 

But now all good things come her way; 

For as soon as Nichols enters her door 
Payne and want no longer stay. 

Alice Hazzard has lost her mind. 

Pierced, as she thinks, with Cupid's darts, 
But some day she'll her senses find 

And not waste so much time on Hartz. 

One marvelous change we're glad to note: 
While once, to read she'd not endure, 

Lilla now tries to learn by rote, 

That attractive volume called " McCluer." 

A lai ir^am 

Once upon a morning snowy, — chill and cheerless, bleak and blowy — 
As I sat in chapel dreaming of the feast the night before. 
While I thought of chafing-dishes, suddenly there came a swish, as 
Of silken skirts a-rustling, — softly rustling o'er the floor. 
" 'Tis Miss W.," — I shuddered, — " coming o'er the chapel floor, — 
Only she and nothing more." 

How distinctly I remember, that night in our own bed-chamber. 

When the flicker of a candle, spread its light upon the floor! 

With no thought of future sorrow, free from shadow of the morrow. 

Had we stirred the milk and chocolate, — chocolate for the toothsome fudge,- 

For the brown and creamy substance that is known to all as fudge,— 

Merely this and nothing more. 

When a creepy sound uncertain, like the rustling of a curtain. 
Deep had thrilled me, — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before. 
Now, in vain, to still the beating of my heart, I kept repeating 
" 'Twas the midnight wind entreating entrance at my chamber door, — 
Not Miss W. entreating entrance at my chamber door — 
'Twas the wind — and nothing more." 

So, to break the silence yearning, boldly to Miss W. turning, — 
" Sir," said I — "or rather. Madam — pardon me, I do implore. 
Last night as I lay a-napping, came a very gentle tapping. 
As of some one softly rapping, rapping at my chamber door; 
And I fear perhaps a burglar was outside my chamber door, — 
Surely that and nothing more ! " 

Deep into my eyes a-peering, long she stood there smiling, jeering, 
Knowing that I lied to her as girls had lied before. 
" Girl," she said, " as I was napping, I too, thought I heard a rapping, 
And I softly went a-tapping, over to your bed-room door. 
'Twas no burglar's light that vanished underneath your silent door, — 
Yours it was and nothing more." 

Of such fancies I must cure you, and from future frights insure you. 
Lest midnight fudge again allure you, in the Infirmary I'll immure you; 
Just a week, — and nothing more." 

Wljn'a Wliat at M. S. §>. 

The Most Popular The Girl with the "Box." 

The Biggest "Knocker" The Radiator 

The Worst Bore The Soirees 

The Most Brazen The Breakfast Bell 

The Brightest Lights Around "Memorial" 

The Saddest "Office" 

The Neatest Any One's Room on Saturday 

The Bluest Monday 

The Most Attractive Main Street 

The Most Monotonous Lessons 

The Most Talkative Money 

The Most Silent Rubber Heels 

The Most Sociable "Whisky" 

The Most Stylish The Uniform Hat 


M. B. S. R. R. MAIN LINE. 

Schedule in effect Sept. 5, May 26. Subject to change without notice. 


Breakfast Flier *7:30 a. m. 

Often late in starting but usually makes up time on the way. Sleepers 

from terminals. *8:00a. m. Saturdays and Sundays. 

Chapel Accommodation 8:40 a. m. 

Mixed train, passengers and freight. Stops on flag at way stations. 

Mail and Express 4: 00 p. m. 

Observation Car, Cafe Car. All first-class coaches. Extra fare on train. 

Sunset Excursion 6:00 p. m. daily 

Late Local 9: 30 p. m. daily. 

Candle Light Special 12:00 (midnight.) 

Connects with all branches. Short cut via tunnels. Specially guarded 
against wreck. Through sleepers, dining and buflFet cars. May be taken off 
without notice on orders from Main Office. 


Office Limited 9: 30 a. m. 

Chair Cars only. Extra fare. 


Uniform Express Excursion > -'._ ' 

■^ ^ ) 7:45 p. m. 

Observation Car, sleepers. Through passengers only. No stops at way 


E. C. W. 

General Passenger Agent. 



Mr. King — "A truer, nobler, trustier heart, more loving or more loyal — ^ 
never beat within a human breast." 

Y. W. C. A. Cabinet — " Living jewels dropp'd unstained from heaven." 

Gretchen Bell — " Content thyself to be obscurely good." 

Annie Tillery — " Let me play the fool! " 

Kate Earle — "I loved her well, I would have loved her better, 
Had love been met with love." 

Nell Carrington — " Be good, sweet child, and let who will be clever." 

Sara Nichols — "A rosebud, set with little wilful thorns." 

Eloise Morrison — " Unthinking, idle, wild and young," 

Mary Lou Dull — - " L'enfant terrible." 

Mary Bell Crittenden — "A being found to amuse her graver friends," 

E, Puller — "Gone, but not forgotten," 

Emily Robinson — " Can we ever have too much of a good thing.''" 

Dorothy Graves — " Ez to my principles, I glory in havin' nothin' o' the 


Alice Hazzard — " No true love there can be 

Without it's dreaded penalty — jealousy," 

"The Hagerstowns" — "War, war, is still the cry, war even to the knife!" 

Linn — " After all, what is a lie.? 'Tis but the truth in masquerade," 

Mary Belle Hobson — " Eyes of unholy blue." 

Annie Lebby — " Hold the fort for I am coming! " 

Matilda Omwake — " With study pale and midnight vigil's spent." 

Gertrude Garden — " She has eaten me out of house and home." 

Laura Lettie Smith — " All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy." 

Bess Chenoweth — " The heart to dare, the will to do." 

Lilla N. — " Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety." 

Ruth Bradley — " 'Twas certain she could write, and cipher, too." 

Claudia Fraser — " Blessed are the meek." 

Bessie Kelly — " She is a winsome wee thing." 

Thalia Gillet — "I never dare to be as funny as I can." 

Mary Thompson — " Of all our parts, the eyes express 
The sweetest kind of bashfulness." 

Marie Easley — " Her sunny locks hang on her temples like a golden fleece." 

Virginia Mish — " The brightness of her cheeks would shame the stars." 

Anna Apgar — " She looks as clean as morning roses newly washed with dew." 

Fluffy Ruffles — " The glass of fashion and the mould of form. 
The observed of all observers." 

M. B. S. Cases — " Knowest thou the land where the lemon trees bloom?" 

Sue Dishman — "One vast substantial smile." 

Midnight Feasts — " So comes a reck'ning when the banquet's o'er, 

The dreadful reck'ning, and men smile no more." 

Helen Campbell — " Her stature tall; I hate a dumpy woman." 

Cecilia Payne — " Give every man thine ear but few thy voice." 

History Class Under Miss R. — "They spake not a word: but like dumb 
statues or breathing stones, star'd on each other and look'd deadly pale ! " 

Mother Chase — " Thou hast the sweetest face I ever looked on : as I have 
a soul, she is an angel." 

Chalmers and Ernestine — " Hear it not, ye stars! " 

Faculty — " Drest in a little brief authority." 

Editors — " 'Tis pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print." 


No more sleeping 

Through the early dawn, 
No more " casing " 

On the college lawn; 
No more reading 

Sentimental rhyme. 
No more dreaming 

Of the summer-time. 
Settle down to " cramming " 

Virgil's flowing verse. 
Mind and memory growing 

Every minute worse. 

Virginia has a jolly dad, 

Whose fame we all well know; 
He followed her to school one day 

And gave us all a show. 
He told his jokes and griefs and cranks, 

And entertained us so 
That all the girls and teachers laughed. 

In time with his banjo. 

Lilla, she took anti-fat, 
And Maggie, anti-lean. 

And so to-day they, both of them, 
Are comely to be seen. 

There is a girl in our school. 
And she is wondrous wise ; 

At morn she studies and at night — 
She'll sure put out her eyes. 

The scholarships she takes with ease, 
And finishes every book, 

Of course, you know the girl I mean, 
Is Mabel Hardenbrook. 

Miss Anne's a maid from Trenton-town, 
She keeps dear Bobby trotting 'round. 

She borrowed a plume 

And in beauty did bloom. 

But alas ! for borrowing (?) was called down ! 

Annie Lebby everyone knows. 

By all her acts, good nature shows; 
She is always sunny, happy and bright, 

And ever ready to say "all right !" 

M. B. H. 

A §trangr ®trl 


^i>£-. ^•.: ;■-"-- 

IT is a ffirl, hut who can it he? aiul wliv is she so 
dressed at this time of the day?'" A crowd of gills 
stood gazing out of a window. 

"Why, chihi, that can't be one of our giils, for 
don't you see how she stands looking toward the sti'eet?" 

"That is certainly not a visitor, for she setins to be in 
a deep study and she is paying no attention to any of the 
gii'ls in front of her." 

" Well, some one had better tell her that she must not 
stand there watching the street, for people ])assing will think she is trying to 
attract their attention." 

"O! I understand, it is one of the gii-ls liaving her picture taken. Don't 

yon see? Virginia has a kodak in her hand, and all the rest are watching her." 

"She surely must be the beloved of all; for look at the crowd of girls 

around her now, and — see! they are having their pictures taken with their 

arms around her." 

" Well, I wish I could make out who she is. Her 
clothes look mighty familiar, but she seems so dig- 
nified that I cannot imagine who it cjin be." 

"If she isn't the queerest girl I ever saw! All 
this time she has not moved a hand, nor turne<l her 

.Just then in rushed a girl breathlessly panting: 
" Do you see that figure over on Memorial porch? Would vou ever have 
thought that it was just — a dummy?" 

mh but i£nxt 

Quiet reigned in the diniiig-nmin 

When suddenly we heard a l)o()ni, 
" What is it? What's that?" the silly girls cry. 
And all to see the excitement try. 

Nnw Anne is a girl both tall and tat; 

Her chair wouldn't stand for all of that. 
So it creaked a creak that was full of mystery. 
And deserves to be handed down in history. 

Down on the floor the maiden w ent, 

And the meal was neglected by all, intent 
On the lass just rising from utider the table, 

Who bhishingly stammered, " It's awful, Mabel!" 

When all this happened to Anne, so bold. 

Our teacher was absent, — our pattern, our mold; 

Without her restraint we laughed loud and long. 

But were later <-onvinced that this was all wrong. 


When teachers are absent, laid up with the grippe, 
A damsel her chair never, never should tip. 

Nor "swipe" from the table, nor giggle with glee, 
For actions like these simply cannot hi:. 

A teacher, though lost, will soon return. 

Herself with these things she'll surely concern; 

And on Saturday morning, 1 will be bound. 

The naughty girls will in "otfice" be f(UiiRl. 

Want Column 

Want Column 

WANTED.— Longer nights and shorter 
days. M-T-LD- MW-K- 

WANTED.— A few original Jokes. 

WANTED.— French Coach. Compe- 
tent persons only need call. 

— L-CT- D- P-GH. 

B- - KD-F-D-T-RS. 

WANTED.— ISO persons to have their 

WANTED.— The measles. M. B. S. 

fortunes told. Ten cents — one dime ! 

MME — NN- - T-LL-RY. 


P- - L- N- GR- - DR. 

WANTED.— The Gym closed. 

WANTED.— Red silk handkerchief. 

MLLE MR- - T. 

L-LL- - N H-RR-S-N. 

WANTED.— Stronger chairs for 

WANTED.— Remedy for " Cutts." 

— NN- S- - L-R. 


WANTED.— To know if the bell has 
rung. D-NH-M. 

WANTED.— A switch. 

WANTED.— A larger "rat." 

K-Tri-R-N- STR- - T. 

WANTED.— A clock for 

L- - R- SMTH. 

Lost and Found Lost and Found 

LOST. — Pipes. If found, please return 
to M-RYB-LL H-B-S-N. 

Liberal Reward. 

LOST— At Church Parlors,— My rep- 
utation. M-RY B-YD — Y-R. 

LOST.— Cooking Utensib. Finder 
please return to 

J-N-S and D-ST- - G-R. 

LOST— At Skating Rink, three hearts. 
Sorely in need of them. 

C-TTS; PL-, N-X. 

LOST.— The "charge" from the inside 
of a Fire Ebctinguisher. Liberal reward 
to any one who will put it back where it 
belongs. M. B. CR-TT-ND-N. 

FOUND.— A " Mann." Loser can get 
same by calling on 

S-D- - H-BL-ST-N. 

FOUND.— A Lamb. 


FOUND. — A preparation for extin- 
guishing rats. Sample free. 


FOUND.— That skipping does not pay. 
K-T- N-WT-N. 

FOUND.— Revised Rules on good be- 
havior and proper conduct. Catalogue 
sent free. P. C.'S., M. B. S. 


**0 wad some pov^er the giftie gie us 
To see oursel's as ithers see us !'* 


She is 

She thinks Chief She wonts , Probably Usually 
she is Attraction > to be will be i Found 



Blase Coiffure Imitated ' A fashion Before her 

plate mirror 

1 i 

Maude H. 


Q.O.M.B.SL Goo^ Admired jA "flirtee" 1 Tal^^f *" 

Miss Anne 


Fat Hair A debutante ^^hi^*^ In Sky High 




Mouth ! With Jack With him ^^^^ 

Dorothy L. 


Smitten ! Winning Twenty- ^^^^ With Spott 
ways one "^ 



Dying Feet Watwtown At home WithRachel 

Mary Belle 



Figure At W. & L. At M. B. S. Giggling 

Nellie McC. 


Constant' Profile A Pet 'A little less! Spooning 

' 1 

Mabel Har- 


A saint Sweet smile ^.^^i^^^^y j One In Y.M.C.A. 



"Astute" Hair Happy A Pole Skipping 

Lila Bees 


Tj u^A Curly . (..„_ A chorus Curling her 
^"*^ locks (?) A Star ^.^^ j^J 



An example Her manner g^ng^^i^g There 

With her 



Cute i Snort "N^xie" ^^°°^ 

No. 7 Hill 

Bessie Kelly 


Imposed on Herself An aCress ! A l^y'^ Rehearing 



She is 

She thinks Chief She wants Probably Usually 
she is Attraction to be i will be Found 



Unlucky Playing ! Loved [ ^^^gi^,^ Waiting 



Smitten Dancing . Rich 





Intellectual Hair [ A Graduate 

An old maid 




A serenade! Nose A sensation Sought after 

' 1 

Looking for 



"It" ■ Eyes 

Sm^s^er ^ spinster 

With her 


A jolly 
good fellow 

Ugly Disposition 

InTokio "Away^;-? 

In the midst 
of things 

Elizabeth S. 

A kid 

Grown up Complexion 





LiUan H. 

D's rival 

Worked Cheerfulness 


Marked "L' 

A fat lady 

In the 



A Case 

Funny ; Her laugh 


A "dare- 


Not gig- 

gliDg(so she 


Local Ads. 

Splitters for the Blues. Dealer: M. B. 

IT'S ALL THE RAGE.— Learn the Art 
of Sneezing. MLLE. MARY STEELE 
gives lessons at all hours. 

HOSIERY ! HOSIERY !! — All the 
latest Styles. NICHOLS & SAILOR, 
leading firm at M. B. S. 

COME ONE, COME ALL.— The sale is 
now on. Hair Rats. ANNE SAILOR 
has them. Not returnable. 

WHY NOT?— Learn the Art of Flirting. 
them while on the Terrace. 

SHE KNOWS IT ALL.— For facts fur- 
nished concerning all subjects. Special- 
ties — Civil War and Ancestors. 


When in doubt as to BREAKFAST 
FOODS, consult MISSES MacINNES and 
BREWSTER. They've tried them all. 



Jaunty air and swaggering walk ac- 
quired at MME. TURNER'S SCHOOL. 
Send for Catalogue. 

Beautiful Complexions Guaranteed! — 
Send for Circular. 

NOTICE.— Marcel Wave. To be had at 
all hours. LILA BESS OLIN. 

Local Ads. 

Your Lessons?" By the eminent young 
composer, DOROTHY GRAVES. 

HINTS — On the training of younger 
sisters. For sale in Sky High. 


When in doubt as to what you are, 
apply to " LAMB." 

COOKING LESSONS every afternoon 
in Memorial Hall. MISSES GRATTAN 
and PEALE. 

ARE YOU TOO THIN?— I will help 
you. Secret sent free on application to 

MILITARY SCHOOL.— Special atten- 
tion paid to Drilling. Terms reasonable. 
Room 3, Memorial. 

LIBRARY. — Choice Literature and all 
Standard Novels. PROF. WILLIS. 


GILLETT. — Lessons given every night 
after light bell. 

Practice Hall. — Polka, Fandangoes, and 
Merry Widow Waltzes taught. Classes 
from 8 to 9 nightly. 

LATEST FAD!— Tight Collars and 
High Pompadours ! Come in and investi- 
gate. Special Demonstrator. 


ATTENTION I— Most improved method 
of snoring. Apply to No. 17, Memorial. 

3o Mlfnm tt iMag Olnnrpnt 

THE following curious document came into our hands torn and 
in part illegible. Whether the writer survived the effort 
seems uncertain. Although undated and unsigned, the manu- 
script may prove of some historic interest, so we append a copy, 
leaving blank spaces where it could not be read. 

" I, the undersigned, being a student of the Mary Baldwin Seminary, and in 
my right mind and judgment, do bequeath, in this my Last Will and Testament, 
to the revered and beloved Teachers of said Institution, certain of my worldly 
possessions as follows: To-wit:-— First and foremost, to our endeared Principal, 
I do bequeath a new Edterminator of my own invention: " Rough on Kable-ites." 

To Miss Martha Riddle, all shades of departed Ck)nfederate Veterans, feeling 
that she will deal gently with them. 

To Miss ler, a Morris chair, — hoping that she will use it to " sit on " 

instead of the girls. 

To Miss Botsford, the patience of Job, 

To Miss Mattoon, I leave another brother-in-law with the express desire that 
she a little rest. 

To Miss Hurlburt, a bottle of anti-fat to be used as necessity dictates. 

To Mademoiselle, a bottle of soothing syrup, hoping that it will be taken 
when most sorely needed. 

To Fraulein, I bequeath with my best wishes, " First Steps in English." 

To Miss , a spy-glass. 

To Miss Hardy, a new red kim . 

To Miss McLean, the latest novel, to occupy her eyes and time in Study 

To Miss Sadie Meetze, my most devoted " case," begging her not to . 

To Miss Frost, Miss 's table. 

To Miss Brewster, a Teddy Bear, knowing that she will take pleasure in it. 

To Miss Plumer, a pair of long white kid gloves with the injunction that 
"she look before she ." 

To Miss Isabel Mets, a pair of seven-league boots. 

To Miss Maclnnis, — another pair. 

To Miss Nannie Tate, an adding-machine for use on " stationery days. " 

Moreover, I do give and bequeath to Miss Shawen all the books that we 
should have liked to read ourselves, but 

To Miss Streit, I leave a new supply of " red tape " with my good will. 

To Miss Price, a " little consideration," since the girls never show her any. 

To Mr King, I would give a good long summer vacation, with strict injunc- 
tion to make use of it; a hunting horn; a white horse, and a red . 

Codicil: To Mr. Johnson, I bequeath a dummy for target practice, so that 
his revolver may prove more useful. 

Signed and sealed, this . 

[The rest of the paper is entirely missing.] 


Please lend me your French exercise! 

Oh, give it to me at once. 
Or I'll have to tell such awful lies 

To keep from seeming a dunce. 


I stood in the hall at midnight 

When the mice were scampering by ; 

I drew my kimono closer 

But uttered never a cry. 


Alm0Bt a ©rag^Jig 

Three little grape-fruits sitting on a sill 
Along came some Kable-ites, walking up the hill; 
Monday was their holiday, — they were " on a tear," 
Jumped up on the terrace — " Billy " didn't care. 

Rushing to the window, the girls flung up the sash, 
Grabbed in every grape-fruit — rescued in a flash. 
Sudden at the portal came a sounding knock; 
Quickly to the closet, the girls began to flock! 

At last a girl, courageous, opened wide the door, 
Met the teacher meekly — eyes upon the floor. 
" Please explain, young ladies, this unseemly noise,"— 
Finger stern, uplifted, pointed at the boys. 

Explanations given, teacher asked to stay, — 

All enjoyed the grape-fruit, but the boy, — who ran away. 

Miss S. — " Marion, do ancestors come before you or after?" 
Marion—" Why, after!" 

J. N. — "Who is that play by, anyway?" 

E. S. (turning to the last page)—" It is by Falls — Curtain Falls. Queer 
name, isn't it?" 

First Girl — (at the table)- " Is that girl Elizabeth Gumming or Going?" 
Second Girl—" Oh, I think she is here." 

An anxious student wishes to know " What is the effect of standing and 
sitting on the lungs?" 

A Valuable Test — " Arsenic may be detected by the odor and by the fact 
that it brings many people to their death." 

No Wonder People Were Intelligent — " In the time of Shakespeare the 
atmosphere for learning was in the air outside the church as well as in the 

In Heidelberg I bought a " stein," 
It's shape was like a friend of mine, — 

'Twas Emily 

You plainly see. 
But anyhow we like her " fine." 

First Girl — " We are to have a talk on College Settlements. What is a 
College Settlement, — do you know?" 

Second Girl — " Why, I believe it is a place where young professors go to get 

Miss H. in Chemistry (preparing for an experiment) — " Carrie, have you 
any alcohol?" 

Carrie " No, Ma'am; Miss Weimar got all of mine, yesterday! " 

Earnest Bible Student -" Wasn't it Abraham's wife that was turned to a 
pillar of salt?" 

Scornful Room-mate — " No, goosie ; it was Saul's wife." 

Who asked if it was " Bedlam or the Tower of Babble, where they made so 
much fuss?" 

A Matter of Shakesperian Interpretation — First Girl — " A Lmzut was a 
place where diseases were kept." 

Second Girl — "No; in that passage 'Lazar' refers to people playing 
tennis. In the ' chase ' or efiPort to keep the ball up, they became very tired, — 
that is, — lazy." 

An embryo etymologist inquires if the origin of the word " weed " in its old 
meaning of a garment, goes back to the fig-leaf of Eden. 

D. O. is puzzled about Leap- Year. " How do they fix it, anyway? Do 
they just add one more day to each month? I never could quite see through it." 

There is a young girl here named T r: 

These verses perhaps do concern her. 
By her little waist and " golden " hair. 
Her manly talk and blase air. 
Most easily you can discern her. 

M. 1. i*. itortnra 

Abbey, Katherine Temple Kingston, N. Y. 

Agee, Agnes Camden, Ark. 

Anderson, Myrtle Alice Staunton, Va. 

Andrews, Rebecca Rowena Staunton, Va. 

Apgar, Anna Marie Trenton, N.J. 

Armentrout, Marguerite Littleton -Marshall, Mo. 

Armstrong, Dorothy Crawford El Dorado, Ark. 

Arrain, Fay Katherine Flatonia, Texas 

Ashbrook, Julia Lynn Ashbrook, Neb. 

Ashbiook, Katherine Montague .Ashbrook, Neb. 

Ayer, Mary Boyd Louisville, Ky. 

Berry, Dorothy Bell Staunton, Va. 

Berry, Winifred Reynolds Staunton, Va. 

Bainbridge, Hattie Louisville, Ky. 

Barco, Juanita Berenice Edwardsville, 111. 

Bassell, Margaret Elizabeth.. Lost Creek, W. Va. 

Bell, Elizabeth Arbuthnot .Staunton, Va. 

Bell, Gretchen McCue Staunton, Va. 

Bell, Jessie Walden Staunton, Va. 

Bell, Mary Lou Staunton, Va. 

Bell, Sarah James Staunton, Va. 

Bell, Sarah Kent Dublin, Va. 

Berlin, Lillian Martz Bridgewater, Va. 

Berthy, Mary E. Cowen, W. Va. 

Blackburn, Fay Nelson Staunton, Va. 

Billick, Lida Mary Monongahela, Penna. 

Boggs, Rosalie Frances Monongahela, Penna. 

Borland, Racheal Weaver. Monongahela, Penna. 

Bosler, Charlotte Dayton, Ohio 

Bosserman, Annie Clemmer Staunton, Va. 

Bowdoin, Nellie Imogene Dothan, Ala. 

Bradley, Reba Beryle .Manchester, Va. 

Bradley, Ruth Abbeville, Ala. 

Brown, Claudine Mercedes Kansas City, Mo. 

Brown, Sue Irene Kansas City, Mo. 

Bryan, Katherine Titusville, Penna. 

Buist, Christine Spillman Moorestown, N.J. 

Burdette, Frances Hedges.. Martinsburg, W. Va. 

Byers, Florence Hutchinson, Kan. 

Caldwell, Emma Lee Austin, Texas 

Campbell, Helen Mary Butler, Penna. 

Cantelou, Mary Wetumpka, Ala. 

Carpenter, Mary Roller Harrisonburg, Va. 

Carrington, Nell South Boston, Va. 

Chalmers, Mary Fenelon Richmond, Va. 

Chenoweth, Bessie Indianapolis, Ind. 

Cheeseman, Frances Sarah Richmond, Ind. 

Collier, Claudia Celeste New York City, N. Y. 

Connell, Alma Gertrude Staunton, Va. 

Cooke, Viola Endymion Newark, N. J. 

Copeland, Nannie Louise Hampton, Va. 

Coleman, Birdie Elizabeth Staunton, Va. 

Crackel, Carrie Marina Vincennes, Ind. 

Crackel, Lula Martha Vincennes, Ind. 

Crim, Lucile Philippi, W. Va. 

Crittenden, Louise Greenville, Miss. 

Crittenden, Marguerite Greenville, Miss. 

Crittenden, Mary Belle -Greeiiville, Miss. 

Crockett, Arlie Wheeler . . _ _ Centralia, Mo. 

CuUingworth, Mary Phoebe Richmond, Va. 

Cummings, Jennie Elizabeth.Summerfield, N. C. 

Cutts, Ernestine Savannah, Ga. 

Dabney, Ruth Newport News, Va. 

Davidson, Margaret Ruth ..Connellsville, Penna. 

Davis, Sara Richards Milford, Del. 

Denham, Mary Ellen Jacksonville, Fla. 

Dishman, Sue Hodge Madisonville, Ky. 

Dixon, Ethel Francis Staunton, Va. 

Dixon, Mary Thalia Staunton, Va. 

Donaghy, Elinor Violetta East Orange, N. J. 

Downer, Catherine Procia -Monongahela, Penna. 

Dudley, Emma Caroline Ft. Defiance, Va. 

Dudley, Jennie Mayes Washington, Va. 

Duffy, Ruth Emmert Washington, D. C. 

Dull, Mara Lou Connellsville, Penna. 

Easley, Marie Darling South Boston, Va. 

Easley, Bessie Thornton South Boston, Va. 

Eaves, Mabelle Evelyn Denver, Col. 

Eddins, Islay Janet Gainesville, Fla. 

Edwards, Mary Louise Washington, D. C. 

Effinger, Katherine Taylor Staunton, Va. 

Eisenberg, Lillian AVilhelmina Staunton, Va. 

Eisenberg, Luise Katherine Staunton, Va. 

Eisenberg, Mary Caroline Staunton, Va. 

Eisenberg, Winifred Virginia Staunton, Va. 

Emmons, Marion Huntington, W. Va. 

England, Doris Lucile Pittsburg, Penna. 

Ferguson, Mary Scott Staunton, Va. 

Firebaugh, Annie Florence Staunton, Va. 

Fisk, Margaret Norris East Orange, N.J. 

Folk, Martha Melissa Middlebrook, Va. 

Eraser, Mary Claudia Sumter, S. C. 

Eraser, Jean Staunton, Va. 

Fulton, Nannie Brownlee --.Staunton, Va. 

Furr, Laura Leona RoUa, Va. 

Gant, Corinna Harper Burlington, N. C. 

Garden, Gertrude Wheeling, W. Va. 

Giles, Anna Estelle Orlando, Fla. 

Qilkeson, Sarah Emily Parkersbuig, W. Va. 

Gilkeson, Margaret Booker .Parkersburg, W. Va. 

Gillespie, Mayola Tazewell, Va. 

Gillett, Thalia Louise Del Rio, Texas 

Going, Elizabeth Pryor Birmingham, Ala. 

Grattan, Mary Heneberger Harrisonburg, Va. 

Graves, Dorothy Washington, D. C. 

Graves, Alice Josephine — Crawford, Texas 

Greider, Pauline Antrim East Orange, N.J. 

Grier, Martha Scott Dunbar, Penna 

Grinnan, Isabel Randolph .Hendersonville, N. C. 

Habliston, Sadie Richmond, Va. 

Hagar, Mary Elizabeth AshlanJ, Ky. 

Hamer, Elizabeth Kate Staunton, Va. 

Hanger, Mary Preston Staunton, Va. 

Hankins, Douglas Staunton, Va. 

Hardenbrook, Mabel Leonore._Long Beach, Cal. 

Harris, Maude Theus Savannah, Ga. 

Harrison, Helen Holmes Flatonia, Texas 

Harrison, Lilian Gorham Martinsburg, W. Va. 

Haynie, Marie Louise Austin, Texas 

Hays, Ida Gertrude Jackson, Tenn. 

Hazzard, A. ice Johnstone Georgetown, S. C. 

Hazzard, Lily Beaumont Georgetown, S. C. 

Headley, Frances Carter Lexington, Ky. 

Heath, Mary Port Gibson, Miss. 

Heck, Elsa Georgine East Orange, N.J. 

Henderson, Anne Fort Smith, Ark. 

Henderson, Maggie Eldredge Staunton, Va. 

Henderson, Cliffie Mabel _. Staunton, Va. 

Hendon, Carolyn Edlyn Springville, Ala. 

Henshaw, Nannie Elizabeth. Martinsburg,^V.Va. 

Hickerson, Gena McGregor, Texas 

Hobson, Mary Belle Frankfort, Ky. 

Holladay, Isabel Painter Staunton, Va. 

Holt, Mary Catharine Staunton, Va. 

Hook, Louise Warfield Baltimore, Md. 

Horrell, Hartz Pasadena, Cala. 

Houchins, Flora Ellen Clifton Forge, Va. 

Hover, Mary Throckmorton Denver, Colo. 

Howison, Ellen Moore Staunton, Va. 

Holcomb, Helen Carroll Flushing, L. I. 

Hull, Lucile Canton, Penna. 

Hull, Mary Lyon Augusta, Ga. 

Hughes, Mary Winder New Berne, N. C. 

Irwin, Martha Griffith Wheeling, W. Va. 

Jackson, Susie Vileta Denver, Colo. 

Johns, Druanna Uniontown, Penna. 

Johns, Lucy Beach Uniontown, Pa. 

Jones, Achsah Waters Washington, D. C. 

Jones, Bertinia .. Kansas City, Mo. 

Jones, Marsha Denver, Colo. 

Jones, Mary Madison Augusta, Ga. 

Kelly, Bessie Williams Norfolk, Va. 

Kenan, Verda Seymour, Texas 

Kette, Helen Christine Vicksburg, Miss. 

Kincheloc, Ada Gibson Upperville, Va. 

Kinnier, Victoria Lynchburg, Va. 

Lacy, Fannie Lee Pembroke, Ky. 

Lamb, Lucie Winder Norfolk, Va. 

Lambert, Agnes Morton Waynesboro, Va. 

Lamberton, Bessie Marie Covington, Ky. 

Landes, Bessie Wallace Staunton, Va. 

Lang, Irma Staritt Staunton, Va. 

Lankford, Helena Staunton, Va. 

La Velle, Ruth Bondurant Waynesboro, Va. 

Lebby, Anne Elizabeth Summerville, S. C. 

Leftwich, Kate Herr, Staunton, Va. 

Le Master, Josephine Margaret. .Memphis, Tenn. 

Le Moine, Mary Spottswood Petersburg, Va. 

Lewis, Dorothy Byrd Denver, Colo. 

Lightner, Mary Virginia Swoope, Va. 

Lindley, Annie Male Pomona, N. C. 

Linn, Mary Katherine Salisbury, N. C. 

Linnell, Elizabeth Cochran Catskill, N. Y. 

Linnell, Gertrude Baldwin Catskill, N. Y. 

Lipscomb, Mary Janie Charlottesville, Va. 

Luttrell, Margaret Louise Knoxville, Tenn. 

Markell, Catherine Hagerstown, Md. 

May, Grace Beaver Falls, Penna. 

McCluer, Nelle Caroline Richmond, Va. 

McCue, Bessie Ft. Defiance, Va. 

McCue, Elizabeth \Wallace- -French Camp, Miss. 

McCue, Helen Ft. Defiance, Va. 

McCue, Mabel Ft. Defiance, Va. 

McDonald, Aleta Birmingham, Ala. 

McEachern, Margaret Savannah, Ga. 

McFaden, Mary Richmond, Va. 

McLeod, Aleine Bennettsville, S. C. 

Miller, Alice Vicksburg, Miss. 

Miller, Mary Ayres Indianapolis, Ind. 

Miller, Virginia Lee Bon Air, Va. 

Mish, Anna Virginia Middlebrook, Va. 

Mitchell, Rose Elizabeth Oakland, Va. 

Mohler, John Henryetta.- Rockbridge Baths, Va. 

Moore, Helen Gibbs Staunton, Va. 

Morrison, Dorothy Denver, Colo. 

Morrison, Eloise Frances Denver, Colo. 

Moseley, Leslie Fontin Mt. Hope, W.Va. 

Myers, Evelyn Forrest Kankakee, 111. 

Neff, Beulah Ray Staunton, Va. 

Nelson, Clara King Staunton, Va. 

Newton, Katie Monroe Bennettsville, S. C. 

Newton, Martha Brooks Bennettsville, S. C. 

Nichols, Lilla Dale Savannah, Ga. 

Nichols, Sara Lamb Savannah, Ga. 

Nix, Helen Dorothy New York City, N. Y. 

Noel, Edna Marion Baltimore, Md. 

Nottingham, Margaret Staunton, Va. 

Oldham, Marie New Yorlc City, N. Y. 

OHn, Lila Bess Montgomery, Ala. 

Omwake, Matilda Mitchell -Waynesboro, Penna. 

O'Rork, Lela James Staunton, Va. 

Osenton, Daisy Rebecca ... Fayette ville, W. Va. 
Osenton, Eugenia Alderson.Fayetteville, W. Va. 
Overman, Dorothy Baldwin. ..East Orange, N. J. 

Pancake, Elizabeth Staunton, Va. 

Payne, Cecilia Montgomery, Ala. 

Payne, Lucile Staunton, Va. 

Peale, Margaret Read Harrisonburg, Va. 

Pearcy, Ethel Pauline New Milford, W. Va. 

Philips, Susan Brotherton ..Waynesboro, Penna. 

Pipkin, Mary Robinson Farmington, Mo. 

Plowden, Rebecca Caroline Churchville, Va. 

Pole, Helen Antrim Lorraine, Ohio 

Potter, Ella Lucile Staunton, Va. 

Power, Emma Gaskell.- Chicago, 111. 

Priddie, Louise Beaumont, Texas 

Priddy, May Merriman Norfolk, Va. 

de Pugh, Electa New Rochelle, N. Y. 

Puller, Emily Miller West Point, Va. 

Rankin, Ruth Somers Savannah, Ga. 

Rawlings, Anna Louise Staunton, Va. 

Rayroux, Marie Felicie Carlsbad, New Mex. 

Riddle, Hester Leavenworth Norfolk, Va. 

Robinson, Emily Taylor Lexington, Va. 

Rohrbough, Gay ...Salem, W. Va. 

Rowland, Dorothy Yonkers, N. Y. 

Saffell, Onita Blaine Lawrenceville, Ky. 

Sailor, Ann Wilson .Pittsburg, Penna. 

Scott, Agnes Staunton, Va. 

Searles, Sara Vicksburg, Miss. 

Shaffer, Viola Edith Olean, N. Y. 

Shepherd, Elizabeth Poston Memphis, Tenn. 

Sherwood, Marion Virginia Watervliete, Mich. 

Shields, Mary Mabel Seymour, Ind. 

Shumate, Marion Abiline, Texas 

Skinker, Clothilde Madison White Post, Va. 

Skinker, Dorothy Anne White Post, Va. 

Smith, Amy Dorothy Olean, N. Y. 

Smith, Laura Lettie Houston, Texas 

Smith, Mary Davis Clifton Forge, Va. 

Smith, Nettie Waddell Staunton, Va. 

Speck, Rachel Margaret Staunton, Va. 

Spotts, Charlotte .. Staunton, Va. 

Staley, Elizabeth Mary Hagerstown, Md. 

Steele Anna K. Hutchinson, Kan. 

Steele, Martha Belle Hutchinson, Kan. 

Steele, Mary New York City, N. Y. 

de Steiguer, Virginia Cameron, Mo. 

Stone, Aimee Greenville, Miss. 

Strauss, Fannie Barth Staunton, Va. 

Street, Katherine Dorman Nashville, Tenn. 

Switzer, Lena Virginia Philippi, W. Va. 

Switzer, Virginia Watson Staunton, Va. 

Swope, Mary Lou Deming, New Mex. 

Tabb, Mary Argyie Staunton, Va. 

Terrell, Kate Earle Birmingham, Ala. 

Terrell, Margaret Steele Birmingham, Ala. 

Thorn, Annie Lowmoor, Va. 

Thomas, Margaret Lydia __MiIIboro Springs, Va. 

Thompson, Mary Beaver Milroy, Penna. 

Thornton, Pauline Taylor Austin, Texas 

Thurman, Lillian New York City, N. Y. 

Tidball, Nell Fayetteville, Ark. 

Tidvvell, Jessie Ennis, Texas 

Tillery, Annie Vyne Rocky Mount, N. C. 

Tilly, Margaret Clarence Ashland, Va. 

Timberlake, Elizabeth Hart Staunton, Va. 

Timberlake, Nannie Fauntleroy ...Staunton, Va. 

Todd, Mary Evelyn Shelbyville, Ky. 

Townsend, Florence M. Washington, D. C. 

Tredway, Evelyn Byrd Chatham, Va. 

Tucker, Gertrude Amelia Raleigh, N. C. 

Tucker, Marie Octavia Raleigh, N. C. 

Turner, Dorothy Caldwell Norfolk, Va. 

Vance, Margaret ...Newark, N.J. 

Van Story, Mary Carolyn Greensboro, N. C. 

Varden, Susan Cecilia Mercersburg, Penna. 

Walker, Gladys Faxon Staunton, Va. 

Walker, Margaret Robson Staunton, Va. 

Walton, Mildred Bryan Albemarle, La. 

Wayman, Lelia Cassell Staunton, Va. 

Webster, Hester Estelle Cambridge, Md. 

Weller, Margaret Staunton, Va. 

Welling, La Dusca Helen Chicago, 111. 

Westermann, Margaret Luise Attica, N. Y. 

Whiteside, Irene Louise Chattanooga, Tenn. 

Wholey, Loretta Staunton, Va. 

Wiebel, Ruth Helen Hagerstown, Md. 

Willis, Mary Josephine Shelbjrville, Ky. 

Wilson, Harriet New Ferry, Va. 

Willson, Janet Brown Staunton, Va. 

Wilson, Rafalia Olivia .Gainesville, Fla. 

Wine, Mary Elizabeth Staunton, Va. 

Wise, Laura Ward Staunton, Va. 

Wood, Nellie Thompson Amherst, Va. 

Woods, Mary Hume, 111. 

Wright, Edith Graham Willianasport, Md. 

Wyse, Anna Belle Staunton, Va. 

Wyse, Virginia Grace Staunton, Va. 

Yocom, Margaret Tacoma, \A^ash. 

Yocom, Elizabeth... Tacoma, Wash. 

Young, Isabel Allen Delaware, Ohio 

Young, Lelia May Bodley, Va. 

Young, Viola Skene Peru, Ind. 

Zerkle, Edith Chilton St. Albans, W. Va. 


September 5 — Opening of School. 
September 7 — Clothes Pin Party in New Building. 
September 14 — Y. W. C. A. Reception to New Girls. 

September 28 — Mrs. Ogilvie, of St. Louis, entertained Miss Weimar and her 
former Teachers of the M. B. S. 

October 4— Mary Baldwin's Birthday.— Rain.— Z. T. Z. Feast. 

October 11 — Stonewall Brigade Band at Beverley Theatre. 

October 18 — Supper at Second Presbyterian Church. 

October 26 — Faculty Recital. 

October 29-31— Festival of Holidays at Y. M. C. A. 

October 30 — Wedding of Miss Timberlake. 

October 31 — Hallowe'en — Y, W. C. A. Entertainment. 

November 2 — Delta Sigma Phi Initiation and Banquet. 

November 8 — Schubert String Quartette in Chapel. 

November 9 — Alpha Sigma Alpha Initiation and Banquet. — C. O. D, Feast. 

November 22 — King's Daughters' Benefit in Chapel. 

November 30 — Alpha Delta Phi Initiation and Banquet. 

December 7 — German in Gymnasium. 
December 14 — " Pyramus and Thisbe." 
December 19 — Christmas Holidays began. 


January 2 — School resumed. 

January 17 — Hutcheson Recital at the Y. M. C. A. Auditorium. 

January 19 -Lee-Jackson Celebration in the Beverley Theatre. 

January 25 — Chapter Delta of the Literary Society gave a Burns Program. K. 

F. C. Feast. 
January 31 — Professor Hamer's Soiree. 

(EaUnhar, (rDtttumrb) 

February 1 — " The Hour-Glass," given by Miss Frost's Pupils. 
February 7 — Uuiversity of Virginia Dramatic Club at Beverley Theatre. 
February 12 — Schelling Recital in Y. M. C. A. Auditorium, 
February 14 — " Mr. Bob," by Miss Frost's Pupils. 
February 15 — Lecture by Professor Kent of the University of Virginia. 
February 21 — " Dr. Luke of the Labrador," Dramatic Recital by Miss Kath- 
arine Oliver. 
February 28 — Professor Eisenberg's Soiree. Woodberry Forest Glee Club. 

March 13 — Holiday. 

March 14 — Lecture by Professor Kent. 

March 20 — Adelaide Thurston in " The Girl from Out Yonder " in Beverley 

March 27 — Lecture by Professor Kent. 

April 6 — Holiday. 

April 10 — Miss Frost's Soiree. 

April 20 — Holiday. 

April 24 — Holiday. — Miss Brewster's Soiree. 

May 2 — Miss Mets' and Miss Plumer's Soiree. 
May 22 — Graduates' Recital. 
May 23 — Art Exhibition. 
May 24 — Baccalaureate Sunday. 
May 25 — Commencement Concert. 

May 26 — Commencement Exercises. — Address to Graduates. — Awarding of Di- 
plomas and Honors. 


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SPITLER (& EAKLE, ir E. Main S\., Staunton, Va. 

Sole Agents for Chase & Sanborn's Teas and Coffees 

O. E. Smilh. 

W. D. RunncU. 

F. N. Moras. 

Augusta Plumbing & 
Heating Company 




Display Room and Office, 130 W. 

Main Street. 



Arista Hose. 

W. B. McCheaney. 


Atlas Insurance 

Representing the Largest Insurance 
Companies in the World. 


112 East Main Street 


J.H.Blackburn &Bro. 

and Builders 

" Ads" of courteous men remind us 
We can shop with them some more 

And departing, leave behind us 
A II our pennies in the store. 

Shop Work a Specialty 



Publishers of 


And the 



Posters, Books, Engraving, Etc. 

Beverly Book Company 

"Under ye Toron Clock-" 

S. D. Timberlake 

Dry Goods, Carpets, 
and Mdlinery . . 

Staunton, = Va, 

i>ta«nt0tt, Ha. 





Everything worth having in art 
needlework materials. 

Agents for the Goldenfleece 
brands of yarns and zephyrs. 


18 E. Main St. Staunton, Va. 

Sproul (& Crowle 

and BONDS 

Phone 1 5s Masonic Temple 

Staunton, - Virginia 

Toilet Articles and 


F. W. BELL & CO. 

Phone 159 - /taunton, Va 

Simpson & Baylor 









323 E Main Street 

^tarnitiitt, Ba. 

College Goods of Every 

Knitted Silk Neckwear in plain 
and college colors. 

All styles of Ladies Collars. 

Peau de Crepe Mufflers and 

Large stock of Pennants carried 
in stock, and any special design 
made on short notice. 

College Pins carried in stock 
and made to order. 

Trunks, Leather Traveling Bags 
and all kinds of leather goods. 


Women's Furnishings 

The choicest line of 



Andrew Bowling ! DAINTY SHOES for 


Manufacturer of 

High Grade Flours 


Porcelain Patent 

Snow Flake Patent 

Augusta Straight 

Moss Rose Extra 



John Fallon 




Roses, Carnations and Violets spec- 
ialties. Funeral Designs. Wed- 
ding Bouquets Artistically 
Arranged on Short Notice. 


All Styles— All Leathers 

The style of SHOES you 
want for dress 
Are the kind we sell to 
the M. B. S. 

McH. Holliday, 

Up-to-date Shoe House 


Willson Bros. 


Willson Bros. 


/. JW. SVOTTS Vrc;. 

A. F. mOBERTSON. ViccVrcs. 

E. F. HOOVER. Treas. 

C. -R. CALDWELL. Sec. 


* Incorporated) 



Exclusive Agents — Dwinell-Wright Co. Coffee. BairiiiKtoii-Hall 
Coffee, Franklin Cigars, Clic(|uot Ale, also Blue Label Canned Goods. 

2, 4, 6 and 8 MIDDLEBROOK AVENUE,